Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father novel Chapter 242

“Whoa,” I say, picking up my coffee cup and raising it to my lips. “Rough night, Danny?”

Daniel lifts his head and glares at me a little. “Who told you to call me that?”

I laugh a little wickedly and blow on my coffee before taking a sip. “No one. I just heard a little bird call you it.” I wrinkle my nose at him. “I think it fits.”

Daniel just growls something noncommittal and looks down at his plate again.

“Aww, come on, sugar,” I say, leaning forward and taking his hand. “Are you really feeling this poorly?”

“Yes,” he sighs, sitting back in his seat but keeping my hand in his. “But Fay – we have to…”

“I know,” I say, squeezing his hand and looking at him seriously. Because he’s right – we need a plan. Daniel takes a deep breath and leans forward to whisper to me, all the time getting greener, as if he might barf all over his plate.

“Fay,” he whispers, “I don’t know what my dad has planned – but I have no intention of breaking this engagement or letting Natalia have a place in this family. I went to my dad’s room this morning and he agrees –“

“Oh,” I say, perking up a little bit and feeling a relieved. “That was you?”

“Yeah – wait,” he says, looking at me narrowly. “How did you…”

And I bite my lip, realizing what I just let slip.

“Were you…there?” he asks, glancing around to make sure that he isn’t heard – but the kitchen is full, and quite loud, and the Italians aren’t here yet, so I’m fairly sure we’re safe. “What,” he says, scrunching his face a little with distaste. “Did he like – shove you in a closet to keep you secret?”

“No,” I reply simply, sitting up straight and keeping my mouth shut. But I can’t help giving Daniel a sneaky little grin that lets him know that I’m keeping my secret on this one.

“Okay,” he says, dropping my hand and covering his face with his palm as he leans back in his chair. “Now I’m really gonna barf –“