He Burned My Face for Her, So I Rose from the Ashes

The night before the Society Showcase, I found myself locked inside my own wing of the Barone estate as it went up in flames.

By the time they dragged me out, my face was torn and scorched and most of my body was severely burned.

Outside the room where the Family's private doctors worked, my mother was crying like her heart had shattered, blaming herself over and over for the door that had somehow locked from the outside.

My betrothed pulled every string the Falcone name could reach, summoning the best knife-work specialists in the territory, swearing on the bloodline he'd restore my face…