Burned by Poison, Saved by the Devil

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She was a trapped animal, and like any cornered beast, she decided to bite the only hand

amed down her face, ruining her perfect makeup, but her eyes were wild. "Ask her, Don Maddox! Ask her what she said about you at the Ric

he gamble. Hailey was right. I had said those things. I was eighteen, arrogant, and desperate to distance myself from the violent w

a cold, clinical assessment that slid over my skin like ice water. He remembered. Of c

er pitch as she sensed the shift in the room. "She seduced you to escap

from hers, and twisted my heel. The sharp stiletto du

t died in her throat as I grabbed her chin

oed the silence of the room. "You think digging up the petty insults of a te

dmit it. I did what I had to do to survive the poison you put in

u poisoned your own blood. You dragged a family war to the doorstep of the most dangerous man in

e this a moral trial about my virtue, failing to realize that in this room, virtue

and pinned beneath my heel. I turned my gaze slowly, de

who held my attention. The Capo who had once terrified me with his booming voice and heavy hand now looked

voice ringing with a clarity that surprised even me. "The punishment for

ay. She simply collapsed, curling into a ball, sobbing int

n. I stopped five feet away, close enough

said cold. "But a knife doesn't stab

. He looked past me, at Demetrius, terrified to speak without permission. But Demetri

ongue. "Not against this pathetic girl, but against the hand that g

hen I finish, if you haven't given me a reason to let you walk out of this tower alive, I

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retched, taut

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moment, the weight of the death sentence hanging over her father, was too much for

ter, then back at me, his eyes wide with the dawning horror that the nie