Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father novel Chapter 310

But of course Kent would have taken it away, because Ivan was his enemy in more ways than one. But I – I hid it, so I could keep it…

Even though Ivan…was playing me too.

“Fay!” Daniel snaps. “What is he talking about!”

And slowly I push myself away from the wall and stand up straight. Ivan doesn’t stop me as I move to my bed, doesn’t even point the gun at me as I pull the headboard forward and pull out, from behind it, the formal jacket that Ivan gave me that night when I was cold.

That I slept in, thinking it was going to give me peace.

That I tucked back there and forgot about.

That has…completely ruined all of our lives.

“Everyone at the NYPD has really been enjoying listening to all of your conversations, Fay,” Ivan says, nasty, as the tears slip down my face. “You’ve been very popular,” he sneers, “especially every morning, when you come back upstairs and fill Daniel in on how his dad fucked you –“

“Shut the fuck up,” Daniel snaps with a snarl.

“You shut the fuck up!” Ivan shouts, losing his temper again and taking a long step towards Daniel now, the gun redirected back at his face.

“Leave her alone! You jealous asshole, you’re just bitter that -”

“STOP!” I shout, my whole body shaking, hurling the jacket to the floor in anger and despair. “Everyone just shut the hell up!”

And then, my teeth gritted, I glare at Ivan with as much pride as I can muster. Which is not much.

“If you’re going to arrest us, arrest us,” I say. “We are done talking.”

And then I cross my hands over my chest and turn my face away from him, pressing my eyes shut, determined not to say another word.