Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father novel Chapter 138

“Oh my god, Daniel,” I spit, blushing beet red and leaning forward across the table. “Are you serious? Before coffee?”

He leans back in his chair and glares at me. “What, do you think coffee is going to make this any better?”

“Yah,” I say, snatching his own tiny espresso cup from its place in front of him and quickly draining it. Screw him, I need this way more than he does.

Daniel’s mouth falls open a little when he sees what I’ve done. “Fay!” he complains, “that’s mine!”

I slam the cup back onto the table and glare at him in return. “Oops,” I say, cocking my head to the side and crossing my arms over my chest as I lean back.

“You’re being such a brat, Fay,” Daniel hisses, leaning over the table. “I can’t believe you’re acting like this, after what you did to me –“

“What I did to you, Daniel?!” I exclaim, huffing in disbelief. “You’re the one making crude accusations before I’ve barely had a chance to sit down – and what business is it of yours anyway!”

“You’re my fiancé! Of course it’s my business!” He retorts, his voice growing louder as he gets angrier.

“Am I?” I ask, sarcastic, unfolding my arms and putting my hands flat on the table so that I can better accuse him in return. “As far as I know, you never asked me to marry you. Your dad told us we were engaged. And so, when it comes to dissolving the engagement, it seems like that was his prerogative. And besides, where were you these past few days? If we were so engaged, and so close, and so dedicated to each other, why weren’t you around, begging me to come back? You were probably out somewhere, paying attention to your actual boyf-“

“Watch it,” Daniel growls, silencing me and looking around anxiously to make sure nobody heard.