Chapter 225

Alex leaned back in his chair, casually stretching his arms as though bored by the whole ordeal.

"Next," he drawled, voice flat. He shot a cold glance across the room.

"You, brown hair in the black suit. Get over here."

The man in the black suit stepped forward, trembling so hard it looked like his legs might give out.

He risked a quick, apologetic glance at Bella.

“I'm... I'm sorry,” he muttered. Then, in a jittery burst of courage or desperation,

he raised his arm and slapped her.

The crack of flesh echoed in the silence.

Bella flinched, blood trickling at the corner of her mouth.

Alex gave a dismissive yawn.

"Move it along, people. Don't make me do it for you." He cocked his pistol and spun the barrel for emphasis.

"From here on out, if anyone's slow to follow orders-" he tilted his head to the side, eyes flashing menace.

-I won't waste my time with warnings. I'll just shoot."

A hush fell over the crowd.

One by one, people inched forward, some grimacing with regret, others almost too eager, as though seizing the chance to vent their personal grudges to Bella. Bella took every hit with a ragged gasp, her cheek swelling into a purple mess. She had already lost three teeth, and the blood ran freely down her chin.

It was difficult to tell which blow hurt worse-physical or psychological.

At last, Bella snarled through split lips, clinging to the last shreds of her pride.

"You miserable bastards! Do you have any idea who I am?" she screamed, her voice trembling with fury and pain.

"My father is Jericho Kane! If you don't want to end up buried in a ditch-"

Her words broke into a sob, tears of rage streaking down her face.

"You should be on your knees begging!" she shrieked. "I'm the one who's supposed to be slapping all of you! Know your damn place! Maggots!"

Alex leveled his gun at a nearby man who seemed hesitant.

He fired off a shot, deliberately missing by only a hair.

"Scared of her daddy?" Alex sneered.

straight to the King

her, walk out of here alive, and pretend this nightmare never happened. Your choice. But I won't say

panicked, reared back his hand and struck Bella hard

spinning so violently

watched her with a

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said, voice sharp as

on his knees right next to you, taking the same damn slaps. Man can't even control

loud, furious voice boomed from

The moment Henry laid eyes

Thank God! Help me!" she begged, stumbling toward

gave a

me around, this punk

realized who stood in front of

looking for you all over

to confusion. "Henry,

him in waves. "This is the piece of trash who punched me a few

Lord... Sure you have a death

I'll hunt down every last one of them

the Chicago Lord! You're nothing but street trash to them! They'll snap your bones one by one-and when they're done, I'll finish the job

weak legs, her

someone

name hit like

just gangsters-they owned the

their enforcers could

they're really

like that

trembling, "help

buzzed with

of the guests just

Henry drawled, his voice dripping with disdain, "if I were you, I'd drop to my knees right now and beg.

Alex just raised an

Lord? No one stops me from doing what I want."

he snapped, nearly

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on you before, you'd be lying in a

think you can disrespect

wave of his hand, Henry turned to his chief guard a muscle- bound

made her look more

take him down. Show him what happens when

stare was ice-cold as she squared her stance, but before she could make a move, Henry jerked his

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