Fall For My Ex's Mafia Dad

Chapter 0190

"Then what, Kent?" I ask, shaking my head at him. "You'll lose business? Have to renegotiate your ties?"

"We'll go to war, Fay," he corrects, his own teeth clenched now as he looks furiously down at me.

My jaw drops open at this answer. War? Seriously, war? I'm important enough of a player- or object, really - that who's fucking me is serious enough that people will go to war over it? Kent sees me process this and nods slowly, opening his mouth to give me some other kind of order when, to both of our surprise, the front door swings open. We both turn towards it, blinking in the bright sunlight that streams through, and I see two figures standing there, two suitcases next to them.

As my eyes adjust, I notice that it's a man and a woman standing side-by-side. And I realize two things about them at once: first, that I've never, ever seen them before, but that there's a certain...familiarity about them. And second, that they're both incredibly good looking.

"Ah, Kent," the woman says, her voice thick with an incredibly charming Italian accent. "So nice of you to greet us at the door." She smirks at him then, the corners of her perfectly-lined red lips turning up at the corner. I can't help staring at her - she's so beautiful, and so incredibly chic in her tight camel pants and crisp collared shirt. I glance down at her pointed leather boots, which probably cost more than my education.

Kent doesn't say a word in response and, surprised, I glance up at him. My surprise turns to shock when I see how white his face is as he stares, open-mouthed, at his two visitors. I realize suddenly that he knows them, and knows them well, and further that he does not want them here.

"What's wrong, Kent," the man laughs, a sly smile creasing his gorgeous tanned face, his accent even more pronounced than the woman's. "The cat - ah, how do you say it," he says, taking a hand out of his pocket and snapping his fingers as he tries to remember the English words. "It stole your tongue?"Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

This snaps Kent out of it, somehow, and he drops my arm, taking a step away from me. Both the man and the woman note this action and twin smiles grace their lips as they turn their attention to me, clearly wondering who I am. I go pale under their united gaze, realizing that I'm in the presence of two very, very dangerous people.

Kent opens his mouth to speak but someone beats him to it.

"Uncle Alessi!" I hear from the landing above, and suddenly Daniel is pounding down the stairs, a huge smile on his face. "Natalia!"

The man grins proudly up at Daniel, who has showered and looks much fresher than he did at breakfast, opening his arms. The moment he reaches the landing Daniel wraps the man- his uncle, apparently - in a tight hug. I glance at Kent, seeing that he still hasn't moved, as Daniel moves on to greet Natalia just as warmly, taking her hands and placing two kisses on both of her cheeks. "It's so good to see you!" he exclaims.

The two newcomers say something quickly to him in Italian, and I'm shocked to hear Daniel reply in the same tongue - I didn't know he spoke it - and then Kent is moving forward,

shaking the man's hand warmly and leaning forward to place a fond kiss on the woman's cheek. She laughs up into his face, clearly pleased to see him, and raises a hand to smack his cheek gently, familiarly

All four of them chat pleasantly in Italian for a moment before the man - Alessi - tums to me. "And who is this one?" he asks in English, gesturing towards me, "with the beautiful red hair?"

"This," Kent says, turning towards me slowly and putting a hand out towards me in invitation for me to approach. I accept, doing my best to give them a little smile as I walk over to the group, my hand extended to take Kent's. "Is Fay Alden. Daniel's fiancé."

My steps falter as I hear Kent utter the words that place me, squarely, back in the box I thought I'd gotten out of. I don't take Kent's hand and just stare at him instead. Kent lowers his brow, shaking his head almost imperceptibly at me to let me know not to protest. Luckily, Alessi steps forward and takes my hand instead, lowering himself in a charming little bow and pressing his lips warmly to my knuckles.

*Ah, the new Donna of the Lippert Family," Alessi says, straightening up and studying me anew. "It is a pleasure to meet you, my dear."

I take a beat, but then give him my most charming smile in return. Because, after all, if I'm going to be part of this world?

I'm going to have to learn how to play the role assigned to me. And use it to my advantage.