Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

Chapter 159

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Seraphina’s POV 1

The water in my tiny shower ran lukewarm at best, but I stood under it anyway, letting it wash away the smell of that alley. The fear. The

violence. The blood that wasn’t mine.

My hands wouldn’t stop shaking as I scrubbed at my skin with the cheap soap I’d bought at the dollar store. Every time I closed my eyes,

I saw his face. Felt his hands on me.

I turned off the water and wrapped myself in the threadbare towel that had come with the furnished apartment. In the mirror above the sink, my reflection looked like a stranger. Pale. Hollow-eyed. Hair dripping wet and hanging in tangled strands around my face.

I looked like exactly what I was: a woman who’d nearly been assaulted in an alley and was now standing alone in a dump of an apartment, trying to pretend everything was fine.

The adrenaline was finally wearing off, leaving behind exhaustion so complete I could barely stand. My legs felt like jelly as I made my way to the bedroom, pulling on an oversized t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants that had seen better days.

I collapsed onto the mattress, and that’s when I felt it. The sharp edge of something in my pocket. 1

The business card.

out, staring at the

Good money. Very good

my brain immediately rejected the idea. I wasn’t a fighter.

I’d gotten lucky. That man had been drunk and sloppy and

I be that

next time. Women like me-alone,

the bed, turning the card over in my hands. The back was blank except for

are especially

made my skin crawl, but they

cabinet where I kept my meager

jar of peanut butter. And that was it. That was

by the front door where I’d dropped it. The bread was completely

Even if the food had survived, it would have lasted maybe

rent was due next week, I’d have less

first found it. A cushion. A safety

weeks of city living. And I still didn’t have a

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