Blood and Revenge: The Heir Who Left Her Family Becomes a Rising Star

"One billion?" he thundered. "You want to bleed the Barsanti Family dry?"

The glass shattered. A shard bit into my ankle. Blood seeped warm between my toes, staining the pale stone.

I didn't flinch. In this life you learn early that pain is information, not permission to fall apart.

I lifted my head, met the eyes of the man who had fathered me, and smiled.

"What?" I asked softly. "Is Adriana's life not worth that much?"

For a moment the fire popped. The painted eyes above us caught the light. My mother's hands tightened in her lap, but she said nothing.