Doing my best to ignore the pain from the car accident, I lunge forward, throwing the first punch. The diamond of my wedding ring slashes across the fucker's face as I spin to the side, grab hold of his shoulder and pull myself up until I can wrap my legs around his neck. Using all my strength, I flip, taking his ass down.
I land with a hard thud, roll away and struggle to my feet as my head starts to spin.
No. Don't you dare pass out. Focus.
I bounce back and threaten, "Do you know who my father and husband are? Do you have any fucking idea who my brother is?" I suck in a desperate breath, increasing the searing pain in my chest. "You're dead."
The one starts laughing, stepping closer to me. "Koha për të vdekur, kurvë."
I have no idea what that means, but it can't be anything good.
I bring up my arms as the men all attack at once. Wounded and weak, I know I don't stand a chance, but I give it my all. I manage to drop two men to their asses and headbutt another who tries to grab me from behind.
My heart's hammering in my chest, my breaths exploding over my parched lips. My fists ache. My chest is on fire. My strength dwindles until one of the fuckers gets in a punch. The force of the blow scatters my senses and sends me sprawling over the road.
One of them kicks me so hard, I hear the snap of bone a split second before debilitating pain engulfs my entire torso.
Air wheezes from me, and my eyes focus on the mansion across the road. I recognize it, realizing I'm only minutes away from my parents' home.
I force myself to my feet but stumble before falling to my knees.