Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father by Caroline Above Story

Chapter 287 

“I’m sorry, Fay,” Alessi says again, leaning across to me and reaching out his hand to take mine, true sorrow on his face. “You are a lovely girl, I like you very much. I know this cannot be easy to hear, but it is…business.” 

“I’m sorry,” Daniel says, putting his hand out to stop Alessi’s from reaching me. “What, precisely, are you trying to imply here by bringing Fay into it?” 

Alessi blinks at Damoe; and then sits back in his chair, glaring at his nephew for being difficult when we all know precisely what he means. Alessi just doesn’t want to 

it aloud – that if my father is dead the 

say 

marriage to me will, of course, no longer 

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corner of her mouth. “We will find you a 

bride who really lights a fire in you and benefits the family –“ 

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Kent suddenly stands up next to me in a rage, knocking over his chair as he throws his napkin viciously at the table before leaning close to Natalia, starting to hiss something cold and furious at her in fluent, fast Italian. I know, instinctually, that ordering Kent to break ties with Alden is bold move on their part, but doing it this way? Making a demand of him, in front of Daniel and me, without any discussion? 

It’s a checkmate. 

And Kent, I know, will not respond well to 

that. 

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his feet as well, grabbing my left hand and pulling me 

with him. 

“Fay,” he says, obliging me to look up at him, though I can feel Alessi’s eyes on us. He raises my left hand high so that it is poised between our faces, so that I can see my engagement ring – a Lippert ring – glittering there. “Do you want to end our engagement?” 

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“N–no,” I whisper, looking up at him, hoping it’s the right answer. 

“Good,” he snaps, clenching his jaw and turning to stare hatefully at his uncle as Kent and Natalia begin to fight in earnest next to us, their Italian so blazingly fast that I don’t know how they even understand each 

other. 

Alessi stands as well now, calmly reaching out to 

Daniel as if in a plea for him to understand. But Daniel just shakes his head at him and starts from the room, pulling with me as he goes. 

“Come on, Fay,” he snarls. “We’re out of here.” 

And I set my own jaw as I follow Daniel down the short 

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set of stairs, never letting go of his hand and not looking behind me for a moment as we storm towards the front door. 

Out front a light rain starts to fall as Daniel speaks briskly with the valet, asking him to hail a cab, which the valet does with quick efficiency. I don’t say a word as the cab pulls up to the curb, my jaw clenched and my body starting to shake a little – I don’t know with what, anger? Betrayal? Cold? 

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