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Amelie’s POV

The bruises still throbbed. My body still ached from last night. But there was no time to recover.

There was never any time to recover. I kept waking up to bruises on my body because they kept thinking it was fun to bruise me up.

The door was pushed open and I pulled myself up, startled.

My eyes widened in confusion as two men barged unto the room, marching straight at me.

“Theq boss wants you out now.” one of them said, dropping a vague explanation to me.

The boss? He was clearly talking about Luca. But why would Luca want me?

I was yanked out of the room by one of Luca’s men, my wrists bound in front of me, the collar still digging into my throat.

They didn’t bother letting me clean up. Its been twenty four hours since I showered and I hated the way my skin felt.

I was dragged down a dim hallway, through the grand double doors of a room filled with men I didn’t recognize.

Mafia.

Dangerous men.

And they all turned to look at me like I was something to be evaluated.

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