Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father novel Chapter 225

“What?” I gasp, shocked. I mean, I don’t know what the rules are, but I’m pretty damn sure it’s not okay to go poaching other boss’s men.

Jerome just shakes his head, looking forward again, his whole body tense. “He wouldn’t be doing that if he didn’t know he could get away with it,” he murmurs. “And…soon.”

“Soon?” I ask. “What do you mean?”

“I mean,” Jerome continues, “that he doesn’t really seem to care if I go back and spill that to Kent. He’s not being careful anymore, which implies that even if Kent wants to retaliate for that kind of insult…”

“…my dad doesn’t think he’ll have time to do anything big enough to hurt him.”

Jerome nods quietly and my head turns towards the windows as I start to notice, out of the corner of my eye, that we’re drawing close to home. As we pull closer I notice that the limousine is waiting in the drive out front, which I know only means trouble. I swallow deeply, wondering what the hell I’m in for.

“Are you going to tell Kent?” I ask in a whisper, my whole body now as tense as Jerome’s.

“Nope,” he says, shaking his head as we pull through the automatic gate. “You are.”

“What!?” I gasp, appalled at the idea.

“Tell him when you’re naked,” Jerome suggests, sending me the start of a smirk that I can tell he can’t quite bring to its full strength. “Kent’s much less likely to smack you for getting close enough for Alden to make the offer.”

“Don’t count on it,” I murmur, my hand unconsciously moving to my ass as my worried mind spins through everything we learned today.

I only realize what I’m doing with my hand when Jerome bursts out laughing and then I blush and smack him, telling him to shut the hell up, though I can’t help laughing myself.