"If you want a punching bag, I'm right here—"
Though trembling, Stella squared her shoulders. "Hey, Four-Eyed Freak! I arranged this damn blind date. Why pick on someone else?"
"You're dead meat, b***h!"
The green-haired punk lunged, slapping Stella hard enough to make her head snap back. "Running your mouth like a rabid mutt without checking who you're messing with!"
"Stella!" Alicia jerked forward, only for meaty arms to lock her in a vice-like grip.
She writhed, eyes blazing with raw hatred. "I'm a Radiance! You'll regret laying hands on me!"
Nobody defied the Radiance name—nobody!
Yet the thugs just erupted in cruel laughter.
"Hah! A Radiance woman?" Mr. Connor sneered, cracking his knuckles. "Since when do they keep stray bitches?"
"Nice try, sweetheart. Worst lie I've heard
