A crowd of men in black poured in, phones in their hands, faces lit up with that borrowed, whipped-up rage.They were thugs Mia had hired—dressed up as righteous internet strangers. They came at me like hungry wolves."That's her! The shameless mistress!""Beat the hell out of her! Keep her off of Mr. Leo!""Get off Belmonte estate!"Fists and insults came at me together.I already had the injuries from the accident. The fracture in my right leg hadn't healed. I couldn't defend myself. I curled up on the ground, both arms locked over my stomach, taking it. Fresh bruises and cuts layered over my back, my arms, my legs.The fire was still burning. My mother's gown was already gone. Only ash.Surrounded in the middle of them, I couldn't breathe through the despair.Leo moved on instinct, like he might step in. Mia held him back by the arm."Leo, stay out of it! This is what she deserves! If you defend her now, the alliance is done! The deal between our two families, everything you've been
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