Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father novel Chapter 329

“Do you take this woman?” the justice asks, smiling kindly at Daniel, “to be your lawfully wedded wife?”

Daniel beams down at me and I can’t but smile back at him, laughing a little at the joy on his face.

“I do,” Daniel says, and I wrinkle my nose at him. We’re putting on an act, of course, but honestly? Honestly, a lot of it is real. I love my best friend. I’d marry him and live in a sexless marriage of convenience to raise this baby as his child instead of his brother any day.

Of course, I have other plans.

But this? It’s not a bad backup.

“And do you,” the justice turns to me now, looking at me like the fond mother I never had. “Take this man to be your husband?”

“Yup,” I say, laughing a little as I do so, and then I take a step closer to him, squeezing his hands with my own. Daniel rolls his eyes at me and looks at me incredulously, mouthing the word “yup?!” like he can’t believe I just said that and I laugh and correct myself. “Yes!” I say, laughing outright now, “yes, sorry, yes. Yes, I take him, I do.”

“Then I pronounce you man and wife!”

A small cheer goes up from our gathered loved ones as Daniel wraps an arm around my waist and pulling me lightly against him. Then he kisses me, gently, sealing the deal. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him back – just a small, chaste kiss.

Because even though Daniel is my best friend…

Well, I don’t really allow myself to consider what I’m really feeling at this moment. What it does to me to marry Daniel, when what I really want…

He pulls away from me, smiling and turning towards our little crowd, raising our joined hands for everyone to see.

Janeen and my dad, standing with Jerome, whoop and holler with joy, while Natalia and Alessi, sit on the other side of the tiny aisle with my father. All three clap politely, my father and Alessi beaming at us. My father, to my shock, wipes a tear from his eye.

I smile and blow him a kiss, knowing I need him on my side.

Daniel and I complete some quick paperwork and then scurry down the aisle, our family coming happily with us. Outside of City Hall Natalia, Alessi, and my father give us a series of kisses and well-wishes, knowing that it’s time for them to go.

“Are you sure, daughter,” my father says, looking mournfully down at me. “That you will not come to dinner? Tristan and I will take you somewhere wonderful, truly celebrate the day –“