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CHAPTER 16
LISA
His words hung in the air, heavy and dangerous. They made me feel like he was waiting for me to break first, waiting for me to say something I would regret.
The way he said those words, low and deliberate, made me believe every rumor I had ever heard about how cruel he was.
He was a mafia, of course he was going to be this cruel. That was what they did , They ruled through fear.
I looked at him, straight into his eyes. I refused to look away. I never withdrew from his cold, piercing gaze on me, even though every part of me wanted to.
"You do not mean that, right?" I found myself asking him, voice smaller than I wanted it to be. That was when he walked closer to me, each step slow and measured, like a predator cornering its prey.
"You think I will make that up
