Fall For My Ex's Mafia Dad novel Chapter 47

Daniel nods but I look between them again. “Wait,” I say, “catch me up. What’s so bad about that?”

Kent says nothing, staring at me – challenging me, I think, to figure it out myself. But Daniel shakes his head and explains. “Fay,” he says, “when big families get together like this, sometimes other gangs see it as an…opportunity. Two birds with one stone, as it were.”

“Or,” Kent says, picking up the thread. “Because Alden has greater numbers than us, he could see it as an…opportunity. To pressure us into deals we’re not happy making. It’s…non-preferred.”

“Oh,” I say, raising my eyebrows. “Maybe we should…not go.”

Kent shakes his head again. “No, he’s got us cornered there. He’s already sent out the invitations to all of his people, all of mine. It’s short notice, but…if I keep you from it, it will look like I’m keeping you from your family.”

Daniel and I nod, understanding.

“Well,” I say, hesitating, “I could just go…alone…”

Kent freezes then, looking at me with humor and disbelief in his eyes. Then, he bursts out laughing.

“Not a chance in hell, Fay,” he says, walking by me and giving me a little swat on my jodhpur-clad butt. “Go get ready!” he calls. “We’re leaving at 4:30, sharp! I want you two looking good!”

Both Daniel and I stare at him as he walks away.

“Did he…” I say, shocked.

“Just…” Daniel continues, his voice low and unbelieving.

I turn to look him, my eyes as wide as saucers. “Did your dad just smack my ass?”

“Do you really think so?” I ask, turning to look at her.

“Baby Fay,” she says, shaking her head at me with a little pity in her eyes. “Our innocent little baby. You really have no idea what you’ve got going on, do you?”

I frown at her, not understanding.

“You could have them all in the palm of your hand,” she whispers to me, holding out her own in front of my face to demonstrate. “With just one look. You could bring them all to their knees.”

I snap my head back to the mirror, wondering if it’s true. Thinking, suddenly – perversely, I know – of Kent on his knees before me. And what I’d make him do if I had him there.