Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother
Viola felt entirely out of place, utterly alone in a sea of monsters.
A sharp, mocking laugh pulled her attention across the table.
One of Giovanni's friends, a man with a gold chain and slicked-back hair, was pointing his cigar right at her.
"I still can't get over those eyes," the man said loudly, speaking to the group as if Viola wasn't even there. "Look at them. Fucking weird, isn't it? It's like looking at a freak."
A chorus of cruel laughter erupted around the table. One of the girls giggled, whispering something into Giovanni's ear.
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