Fall For My Ex's Mafia Dad
“When we live so close to the shore?”
Ivan just gives me a little wink. “Trust me,” he says. “You won’t regret it.”
Two hours later, we pull up to the most gorgeous mountain house I’ve ever seen. I’m gaping as I step out, taking in the amazing vista behind the house as well as the fantastic architecture of the home itself, which looks like it has about a dozen decks and balconies.
“Oh my god,” I whisper, staring up at it. “Is this…is this your place?” I ask, glancing at Ivan as he comes to stand next to me.