Elena’s POV“Who are you?” I murmur the question like it tastes acidic. Judging from her audacity, the same one I witnessed at the office, and her class… She’s Dominic’s mistress.“I see,” she chuckles quietly, her makeup slowly shifting in the flow of her rage. “He finally gave his bitches wings.” This is the moment for flight, but I stupidly choose to defend my name. “I’m his…”I'm not done talking when she dives for me, in full-blown anger, and grabs my neck so tightly like an eagle wrangling a snake.I kick and thrash and try to get her fingers off her throat, but it's not enough to gain my freedom. My eyes are practically rolling to the back of my head, air drying off my lungs, still, she doesn't let go.“You’re the same one, right?” She cackles. “Girl, you’ve got wings.”“St…stop…” I settle for scratching any part of her I can find, knowing how women like her hate to be tainted.Better still, I go for her face, clawing at every grip.My nails touch bony structures, I don't car
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