Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father - Chapter 213
Chapter 213
I lay back on my bed for…way too long. Just laying there, frustrated, staring at the ceiling.
I am also exhausted I know this by the fuzz that I feel in my brain, the lethargy taking control in my
limbs, and my very slightly grumpy mood. It’s been…one hell of a 48 hours, if I’m being honest with
myself. From my very tense movie night with Daniel, to…everything yesterday, in the stables with Kent.
And then last night, with Ivan?
I groan, my head spinning to think that that all happened in such quick succession. And frankly, I
haven’t gotten much sleep throughout all of it – at least not the deep, peaceful sleep, alone in my cozy
bed that I know my body is craving.
So I sigh, turning over and slipping under the covers, not even caring that I’m naked, intent on just
getting some rest –
But when I do put down my head, curling up on my side and pillowing my cheek against my hand…
Sleep eludes me. God damn it, but I just can’t stop thinking.
My eyes fly open and I purse my lips together, frustrated.
I’ve just got way too many unanswered questions on my mind.
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Sighing, I flop onto my back and stare at my old friend the
ceiling again.
What the hell am I going to do?
Or, beyond that, who do I even like?
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It feels like a ridiculously sophomoric question who do I like when I’m trying to decide between the
heads of two serious crime organizations. But it also feels incredibly important that I answer that
question – right now or I am going to be in one hell of a situation very soon.
Because I know myself – I know that I can’t juggle both of them, at least not for long. I don’t think it’s in
me to be…what, polyamorous? Non–monogamous? Whatever the right term is, I know that I can’t
handle it. Even though my whole life. I’ve been a no–man kind of girl, I know in my heart that if I am
romantically involved with someone, I want to be a one- man kind of girl. One person to whom I can
really dedicate my affections and who makes me feel safe.
The question is: who is that? Kent? Or Ivan?
Or, frankly, someone else? The Prince Charming I’ve always wanted, but who I just haven’t found yet?
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And what about Daniel, who is offering me…well, not romance. But a solid, happy life with my best
friend. Less tumultuous and confusing than what Kent and Ivan offered, for sure. Daniel is right – some
people get together for passion and then
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are disappointed when it fades. Daniel and I could have a very happy life together. What was so wrong
with that?
I groan, not wanting to make a choice, and certainly not wanting this many choices. But despite my
recalcitrance, I find myself…thinking about these options, turning them all over again and again in my
mind.
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