Fall For My Ex's Mafia Dad



Especially with the way that he and Daniel look at each other these days. I don't even think they realize it.

*Fay, come and see," Natalia says, patting the sofa next to her and beginning to open the packages, which all contain baby clothes and baby supplies. "I know that you don't know what you're doing with this - so I got you everything you need, and all the best."

I do my very best to not roll my eyes at Natalia, who I refrain from pointing out - never did this herself. But luckily, Janeen rolls her eyes for both of us as she passes me onto the way into the kitchen, her expression a mix of confusion and disgust.

The next two hours pass cheerfully, with Natalia and Alessi being genuinely nice to everyone for the first time. And, despite my criticism of her, Natalia's gifts are all really beautiful and will probably be helpful once the baby comes. I bite my lip a little, considering that...well, that I should probably pay more attention to preparing for this child, to ensuring that I know what the hell to do once I have an infant to care for.

But with everything on my plate?

Well, frankly, I've got seven months to prep for my baby, and quite a bit to do before that.

It's nearly nighttime when we're all gathered out on the back deck, lounging around the table with a set of cocktails that Alessi mixed up for us. Natalia sits next to me in the same way that she has stuck by my side all day, which has been annoying and baffling. But I shrug it off, considering that she really just wants the baby's company, not mine.

I smile as I watch Daniel chatting with Alessi, the two of them clearly happy and united in their excitement about the baby. I'm pleased by this, knowing that peace-loving Daniel was unhappy about the rift between himself and his uncle. As much as he knows that we lied to the Bianci family to make this happy reunion possible, I can see that he's still pleased with the result.

My happiness, of course, is tempered a little by my jealousy as I look around the table at everyone's drinks. I sigh, pouting at my own glass of soda and then glaring around at everyone else's espresso martini's. They just look so frosty and delicious-

Honestly, I'm not even that big of a drinker, but nothing makes me want to steal Daniel's cocktail away from him like being told that I can't-Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

But before I can get too jealous, Natalia distracts me by giving me the shock of my life.

"Do you know, Fay, I owe you an apology," she says, leaning closer to me so that her words are for us alone.

I turn to her in surprise, completely without words. What on earth is this?

"I admit," she says, giving me a little smile as she rests her chin on her fist and looks me over, "I thought that you and Daniel did not have a real relationship."

"Oh," I reply, my eyebrows going up. And then I laugh a little, shaking my head. "Well, yes," I say, sighing, "you made that pretty clear when you tried to set him up with about a hundred other girls."

She shrugs along with me. "Honestly, I didn't think that would work either, but I had to try."

Curious, I tilt my head at her words.

She leans in towards me, giving a wink. "Do you know, I always thought Daniel was a little...well, that he liked men," she says, laughing.

My blood runs cold to hear her say it, and it takes every bit of me to ensure that my fear doesn't show on my face.