Chapter 75: Mirror Judgment

Aria:

"Please—" My voice broke. Tears spilled down my cheeks, hot against the cold water soaking my dress. "Please, Vito, stop—it hurts—"

Finally—finally—he turned off the faucet.

But he didn't let me go. Instead he spun me around, lifting me by the waist and setting me on the counter so we wer...

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