Mia’s pov
Slowly, the little crowd that formed around Martha and I had morphed into a bigger audience. Women sneered at me with judgments in their eyes. Men glanced at me like I was some piece of cake and they waited on their turn to have a taste.
“You’re just a political tool darling…” Martha sneered and ran her fingers across my face. I pulled back, smacking her hand away.
“Rest assured that when you're of no use anymore, you’ll be disposed of and nobody will even remember that there was ever a third daughter in the De Luca family..” her cynical voice echoed and I clenched my fists.
“Martha, what is wrong with you?” I snapped, pulling her arm tight. “Have you lost your mind? Why are you making such a huge scene?”
She yanked her hand off of mine and pointed her frail finger in my
