Shattered Stars; Forced to marry the Mafia boss
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ed, lungs clawing for breath as she ducked beneath a flickering streetlamp behind the theat
ears, and pulled out a crumpled flyer from her pocket. The ink ha
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and lips bright red. She was dry, her hair was perfectly twisted, and her leather boots clicked conf
Elena whispered, voice
he girl said, stepping closer. Her voi
the audition
ned. "Well then. So am I."
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ey're just starting. Come on." Dani
d, then gave t
together. Safety
soft squeak of shoes on tile. Elena's breath caught in her throat. There were mirrors, lights, and
sh
at was secondhand. Her c
said, already moving.
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hree days bef
ping a glass so tightly it cracked. He l
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to try," sh
nd was thunder. "You try, and you fail. A
he said, bar
sted. "What
I won't c
shoulder had slammed into the wall. The
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judge had ca
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hair brushed back with surgic
d," some
e. Her knees threatened to
be
. Elena had chosen it because it didn't feel like acting. It felt like a confession. She let the lines s
didn't care if
eeded it t
ere was silence. A he
n with the
was...
do better," she sai
oice was low. Measured.
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readable. "You've never train
k her he
e lived so
ffened. She d
't need
truth. But it also teaches co
hen paused. "Talent a
you?" s
just slightly. "D
his voice? His voice clung to her s
in. Elena stood under the awning, wi
e her, eyes wide. "Blackwell never
d. "He just s
r from him." Dani grinned. "You
rea
c. Then he vanished. Some say he had a breakdown. Others s
d. "Then why
e doesn't waste t
ere shaking again but not from fe
ou," Dani added. "Tur
to be a star,"
brow. "Then wh
s steady now. "I
d slowly. "Then maybe this place
Dani turned down another bl
"Thank you. Fo
. They're post
wil
her body was heavy with exhausti
d seen her. Not as a burden. N
left her things a tattered blanket, a backpack,
the corne
already
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he simply said.
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to go." His voice was
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ght." He sighed. "Y
t trust
but not too close. "I'm go
idn't
't quit. In return, I give you time. You need training. D
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se pain like yours can't be faked. But if
ot a p
om his pocket and held it out. "My n
to leave,
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to the shadows, swa
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. Just a number
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she woul
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