Chapter 107 The Mafia's Debt (3)
- Luce
- I stood by the entrance of the dining hall, my fingers trembling against the silk of the black halter-neck dress his maids had forced me into.
- It was flimsy, barely a layer of protection, and every time I moved, the fabric clung to my skin in ways that made me want to disappear into thin air. I didn’t have any underwear on.