Chapter 2 - THE THREAT ON THE MARBLE FLOOR
Sierra Vance tightened her grip on Julian’s grey tuxedo lapels, pinning him mercilessly against the cold marble floor.
"You touch my daughter ever again and I will personally dismantle everything your pathetic family owns," Sierra growled in a low, terrifying whisper.
Shards of glass from the shattered display cabinet glistened around Julian's slicked-back dark hair like jagged teeth.
Julian gasped for breath, his arrogant smirk instantly evaporating into sheer, unadulterated shock as pain radiated through his ribs.
"Get your filthy hands off my son!" Victoria Sterling shrieked, her high white bun trembling as her diamond necklace caught the chandelier light.
Sierra did not even blink, her dark eyes remaining fixed on Julian with lethal, unwavering intensity.
Six-year-old Lily sobbed softly near the broken cabinet, blood trickling from a small scratch on her knee onto her pale purple dress.
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Gasps echoed throughout the grand hall as dozens of wealthy Manhattan socialites pulled out their smartphones, filming every single second of the brutal confrontation.
"Call security right now!" Victoria ordered hysterically, her voice echoing off the high gilded ceilings of the estate.
