It didn't take long before Marco burst through the door with two soldati from the Russo family.The moment he saw me lying on the floor, wrapped in a trash bag, and my wrist bent at an unnatural angle, his eyes reddened as if he might cry."Madonna… What did they do to you…""Enough," I snapped, forcing the words out with what little strength I had left. "Pay her. Get me out of here."Marco rushed forward and carefully helped me up. Behind him, the Russo family soldati set down case after case of cash, the sharp smell of fresh ink filling the room, heavy and unmistakable.Sofia lunged at the boxes, laughing wildly, saliva almost spilling from her mouth."So, even a whore like you can make this much just by selling yourself. Get lost!" she barked, clutching the money to her chest. "And if I find even one fake bill, next time it will not just be a trash bag. I will chop you up and dump you in a landfill."I didn't answer. I was afraid the moment I opened my mouth, a scream would e
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