Alessia’s POV
I should have known he’d bring me back here.
The moment I stepped through the front door, the scent of old wood and stronger memories slapped me harder than the hand that came next. The familiar creak of the floorboards was barely audible over the sharp crack of my mother-in-law’s palm colliding with my cheek.
He brought me to back to his House, my nightmare.
"Gold-digging slut," My ex mother in law hissed through clenched teeth, her eyes wild with something between fury and disbelief. "This is why you married my son, isn’t it? To ruin him? To sleep your way into another man's bed while he rotted in a prison cell?" She yelled and she grabbed my hair and I staggered back, blinking through the sting of tears, the taste of copper blooming on my tongue.
She didn’t ask how I
