Before I can try to catch my balance, I fall to my knees while my mother’s fingers tighten around my wrist, making a sharp pain shoot up my arm. My free hand slaps against the tiled floor to stop me from face-planting in front of everyone.“Get up,” Stefano growls beneath his breath.Intense embarrassment burns through me, and before I can scramble back onto my feet, Damiano walks right by me, his steps filled with confidence and threats of death.Mother yanks at my wrist, sending another sharp pain up my arm. “You’re embarrassing us,” she hisses between clenched teeth.I struggle to my feet, in time to see all the men rush after Damiano. Even though this is his first time here, he heads straight for the living room.Stefano shoots me a dark glare that promises nothing good for me before he disappears from my sight.I’m yanked again, and I barely have time to fix my dress as my mother hurries to catch up to the men.“Stop yanking me,” I snap at Mother while managing to rip my wrist fr
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