Fall For My Ex's Mafia Dad novel Chapter 100

If there are other ways to demonstrate my loyalty to the Lippert family – and keep the benefits of my life here – shouldn’t I explore them?

My mind surprises me, then, by turning to Ivan.

He had told me himself that he was throwing his hat into the ring. And, well. He noticed me in ways that Daniel certainly does not. I have to admit, too, that I’m definitely drawn to him.

Was there something there, in that option?

I bite my lip, considering it as I pull my boots on. He’s still Kent’s enemy. What would it mean, really, to consider Ivan as a romantic option? What would it cost me, in terms of my connections to the Lippert clan?

I sigh, finally getting my boot on and hunching my shoulders for a minute. These questions are way too big to be asking without coffee. My mind on a caffeine boost, I walk to my door, pulling it open, ready to head downstairs.

I’m shocked, though, to see someone already there.

I jump backwards as the figure hurries past me and then down the stairs. He’s got a hoodie pulled up over his head, so I can’t see who it is, but he’s certainly young, and with the height and broad shoulders of a guy.

Suddenly, I hear the noise of Daniel’s door snicking shut down the hall and my mouth drops open as I put the pieces together.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Daniel had a guy in his room last night!

I giggle a little to myself, pressing my hand over my mouth to contain the noise. He’d told me he was interested in someone, but I hadn’t realized he was sleeping with them. How long had this been going on?

I take a few steps into the hall, peering down the steps, but whoever it is has disappeared. I shake my head, then, starting down the stairs myself as I consider that this is certainly not a mark in the be-loyal-to-Daniel category. Clearly, he’s not being loyal to me – not even really pretending to be.

Oh well. A problem for another time, I think, walking down the hall and pressing the door open to the kitchen.

He laughs and straightens up, nodding. “I know. I was surprised as you are. He gave me that look that meant touch her and you die, though. So.” He shrugs, “best behavior and everything. But looks like I’m back on good terms with the boss.”

“He’s so crazy,” I murmur, looking down into my coffee. “One day he’s punching you for hanging out with me, the next he assigns you to hang out with me. I can’t make any sense out of him.”

“Maybe he likes it that way,” Jerome says, shrugging again. “Keeps people on their toes with the chaos of his moods.”

“Well,” I murmur, setting my cup back on the machine and pushing the buttons again for a refill. “If we’ve got all day, might as well have a luxurious breakfast.”

Jerome nods eagerly in agreement and heads off to ask whoever is cooking today to make us something. Then, we sit down at my usual table, chatting passively. About thirty minutes into our meal, Daniel joins us, the two greeting each other casually as Daniel comes and gives me a kiss on my cheek.

Huh, I think, looking between them as Daniel sits and they begin to converse easily. I didn’t even know they knew each other.