Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father novel Chapter 169

I lay back on my bed for…way too long. Just laying there, frustrated, staring at the ceiling.

I am also exhausted – I know this by the fuzz that I feel in my brain, the lethargy taking control in my limbs, and my very slightly grumpy mood. It’s been…one hell of a 48 hours, if I’m being honest with myself. From my very tense movie night with Daniel, to…everything yesterday, in the stables with Kent. And then last night, with Ivan?

I groan, my head spinning to think that that all happened in such quick succession. And frankly, I haven’t gotten much sleep throughout all of it – at least not the deep, peaceful sleep, alone in my cozy bed that I know my body is craving.

So I sigh, turning over and slipping under the covers, not even caring that I’m naked, intent on just getting some rest –

But when I do put down my head, curling up on my side and pillowing my cheek against my hand…

Sleep eludes me. God damn it, but I just can’t stop thinking.

My eyes fly open and I purse my lips together, frustrated.

I’ve just got way too many unanswered questions on my mind. Sighing, I flop onto my back and stare at my old friend the ceiling again.

What the hell am I going to do?

Or, beyond that, who do I even like?

It feels like a ridiculously sophomoric question – who do I like – when I’m trying to decide between the heads of two serious crime organizations. But it also feels incredibly important that I answer that question – right now – or I am going to be in one hell of a situation very soon.