Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father by Caroline Above Story
Chapter 0352

Chapter 0352

“I'm going to sleep,” Daniel murmurs, turning away from all of us. “I need to...rethink my entire life. And my values. Andparticularly, the people with whom I associate.”

“Night, baby,” Jerome calls casually over his shoulder. Daniel mumbles something back as I snuggle closer to Jerome’s side.“He totally thinks Ivan’s hot,” I murmur.

“Nah, Daniel's faithful,” Jerome says, giving me another little wink. “Just like you. Like I said — you and Daniel are two peas inafucked-up pod. Once you settle on someone? It’s for the long haul. You can’t even see anyone else. Which is all very much tomy benefit.”

And I grin up at my friend, glad that someone sees the truth in me.But also wishing, very much, that I could lay eyes on Kent. Just for a little bit, to remind me of everything that I’m fighting for.

I sigh and look down at my belly, at where my little kidney bean is growing into...a grape? I don’t know. Whatever tiny foodcomes next. “Guess I'll just have to fight for you,” I whisper to baby, too soft for even Jerome to hear, “while daddy's locked up.”

The next weeks pass quickly as we fall into a weird little routine. Daniel kisses me goodbye in the morning while I savor mysingle cup of coffee for the day, his own triple-espresso drink packed away in a to-go container. And then he drives himself —himself — to work with my father in the fancy new Tesla provided by the Alden corporation.

Daniel doesn’t work every day with my father; instead, my father has Daniel moving around to a variety of the city’s shippingports. There, he learns from my father’s best men to figure out the ins and outs of his international shipping businesses — boththe legitimate ones, and the illegitimate ones that import and export all kinds of illegal goods between the United States andports unknown.

When Daniel goes, Jerome stays home with me. We all agreed on this, deciding that Jerome can function as my driver and mybodyguard on the rare occasions when I leave the house. I rolled my eyes at this suggestion at first, but Daniel’s whispered“Kent would want it that way” had me convinced.

Because he’s right. Kent would want it that way. And he’d probably smack the crap out of Daniel if he ever found out that he tookJerome, leaving a pregnant me at home unprotected.

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I sigh and sit back, looking up at him. “I’m honestly not sure, dad,” I say, running anxious hands through my hair and piling itmessily on top of my head.

“Can I do anything to help?” he asks and I take a deep breath and smile up at him.