Chapter 71. Dressed in Black

Damien stood with a pissed expression as he looked at me. His eyes were fixed on me, holding so much anger. The first three buttons of his shirt were undone, and his suit looked impossibly good on him. I stood still for a few seconds before Maria touched me.

“Are you okay?” she asked in a worried tone, and I nodded. She held my hand and pulled me away from the glass. I saw my mother being restrained by the men as she struggled, still glaring at me.

“What should we do with her, ma’am?” a large man asked in an Italian accent.

“Lock her up. I will contact Brian Black, and we will decide what to do with her,” she replied with a grin as she glared at my mother.

“You whore! You think you have that right? That pig is lying to you. Let me go, and I will tell you—” my mother screamed, just as Maria waved her hand, and she was dragged out of