ISLA
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The three of them stood up at once, approaching me.
Instinctively, I tried to move backward, but of course, there was nowhere to go.
“Whoever thought one day the little Smith Princess would be in our hands for us to use her however we want?” One of them gloated.
I was irritated, annoyed, but mostly, I felt fear. These men seemed like they bore deep hatred for my family. I didn’t even need to ask why because being in the mafia came with having enemies.
“She has been sheltered all her life, only coming out for galas, most likely getting ready to get married off. What a twist of fate.” Another one responded.
As they came closer to me, I closed my eyes tightly, wishing that when I opened them, they’d be gone. It would just be a bad dream.
I heard them laugh and soon after, th
