Exposed to the CEO Behind the Mafia Mask novel Chapter 347

What caught me off guard was how quickly these two furry creatures stole my heart. The sneaky pair worked their way in gradually – following me around the secured mansion, resting at my feet when I read classified

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reports, attentively listening when I spoke to them during my encrypted phone calls, and greeting me enthusiastically when I returned home from managing our front companies. Truthfully, they gave me more attention than my own children did. Not that I would ever admit I’d fallen for these fuzzballs. I even bought special imported treats that I kept hidden in my private study, saving them for moments when it was just the three of us at home.

I was in the middle of secretly treating Popcorn and Caviar when a security guard informed me through the intercom that my father was at the compound’s main gate, demanding to speak with me. The irony wasn’t lost on me the man expelled from the Thorne family for his betrayal now stood outside the very gates he once walked through with respect. I instructed the guard to let him in and remained where I was. In truth, I had wanted to confront him since the day he cornered Vincenzo at the mall, but Gerard had persuaded me to let it go, citing family politics and the delicate balance of power in our world. Now, however, I would meet him, and he would certainly get an earful.

“Daughter! I’ve missed you terribly! I’m so relieved I could reach you. I’m desperate and need your help,” he declared, entering my living room with outstretched arms approaching me. The sight of him in his cheapened clothing, so different from the tailored suits he once wore as a respected member of our organization, made my stomach turn. I immediately stepped backward.

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“Don’t touch me!” I warned sharply, hearing the dogs growl behind me in a way that reminded me of the guard dogs we kept at our warehouses. “Nadia, what is this? Don’t treat your father this way. Daughter, I’m going through an extremely difficult time,” he scolded with a whining undertone that would have gotten him killed in front of any respectable family head.

“My father? I don’t recognize you as that anymore,” I replied with a cold, brief laugh that carried all the ice our family was known for in business

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