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“Madame Lior! I will pay! I promise you, I just need more time.” I stood up, panic washing over me.
Matio signaled with his head to the men, and two of them began walking toward me.
“No! Get away from me!” I grabbed a vase and hurled it at them.
One of them punched it midair, shattering it instantly. Pieces flew toward me and I lifted my arm to shield my face, wincing when a sharp pain pierced through my hand.
Before I could process what was happening, rough hands grabbed my wrists and yanked them away from my face.
Matio stepped in front of me and grabbed my jaw roughly, tightening his grip until my mouth was forced open.
He turned on a small torch and pointed it inside my mouth, his eyes scanning carefully. After a few seconds, he switched it off and released me.
My jaw thr
