Corsini Crime Family - Polina - 奇迹般的微笑

Jul 30, 2026

Corsini Crime Family围绕“Polina”展开，叙述她在宴会前十天学会“带着疼痛微笑”的生存方式：控制呼吸、隐藏伤势、用高价遮瑕掩盖父亲拳打后仍显现的淤伤。她在Mirella的询问中不断编造借口、强忍肋骨剧痛并逃进洗手间修补面容，直至父亲在走廊中当众逼近，带她离开人群进入服务通道与巷口，局势从私密暴力转向更危险的未知安排。

LanguageEnglish

CategoryStory & Novel

FormatPDF

Pages79

Reading Time2 h 2 min

Polina

Ten days ago

Dante

Epilogue: Dante

Corsini Crime Family [OceanofPDF.com](OceanofPDF.com) Copyright © 2026 by Lovestruck Romance. All Rights Reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or by any means including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author ’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental. [OceanofPDF.com](OceanofPDF.com) Contents 1. Polina 2. Dante 3. Polina 4. Dante 5. Polina 6. Dante 7. Polina 8. Dante 9. Polina 10. Dante 11. Polina 12. Polina 13. Dante 14. Polina 15. Dante 16. Dante 17. Polina 18. Dante 19. Polina 20. Polina Epilogue: Dante [OceanofPDF.com](OceanofPDF.com) Polina Ten days ago I've learned to smile through pain. It takes practice. I breathe from the top of my lungs, shallow and slow, and keep my shoulders loose so no one catches me bracing against the pull of it. A rib on my left side is either bruised or cracked. I don't need a doctor to tell me. I've had both before. A waiter drifts past with a tray of champagne. The sparkling lights in the ballroom drive an agonizing spike straight through my left eye, where Papa’s fist landed two nights ago. The bruise is practically invisible now. Thank god for good concealer."Polina." The voice comes from my right and I turn too fast. My rib flares—a searing white-hot poker. "I thought that was you." Mirella Volkov, wife of the Pakhan, smiles like she’s truly glad to see me. "You look gorgeous. As always." I slot my plastic smile into place. "So do you. That dress is magnificent.” "Thank you." She tips her head. Her gaze drops from my eyes to my cheekbone, lingers, then lifts again. "Are you here with your father?" “Yes, of course.” It’s not as though he’d allow me the freedom to attend a function on my own, I think ruefully.“He’s somewhere out there." I wave to the crowd on the dance floor. "You know how he is. He loves to socialize.” She laughs, but the laugh doesn't reach her eyes, and there's a faint furrow between her brows now as she studies my face. My cheek. Oh, god! The concealer. It must have thinned. Did I brush against something? Am I sweating? I don’t know. I’m in so much pain, I just feel hot all over. I angle my face away from her. "Polina, are you all right?” "Would you excuse me?" My voice sounds too high-pitched and overly chipper, like a chirpy bird.“I’ve been trying to get to the ladies' room, but I keep running into friends.” It’s a lie. I have no friends. She says something gracious, but I turn before I hear it. My rib screams so bad I nearly black out. Stars dance before my eyes as I thread through the crowd. The floor tilts, and I have to pause to let it settle before continuing. The ladies' room is blessedly empty. I grip the marble sink, and there it is. Under my left eye, a shadow is surfacing through forty dollars of department-store camouflage. And Mirella saw it. Mirella, who may question. Who may wonder. I try to remember the lies I’ve already told—I ran into a doorway, tripped on a stair, a book I was reaching for fell from the top shelf… I’ll have to think of a new one. I open the clutch and take out the concealer I never leave the house without. Sponge. Dab. Press. Blend. My hands shake as I continue the routine. Build the layer. Set it. Powder it flat. Two more hours. That's all. Smile through two more hours, ride home in silence, and if the vodka is generous tonight, Papa will forget I exist until morning. I lift my chin and walk out, only to startle the moment I

FAQs

Polina为什么要“用疼痛学会微笑”？

她已经从多次伤痛中学会在公众场合保持镇定。通过呼吸控制和姿态放松，她尽量不让别人看出自己在承受的疼痛。

Mirella在宴会中注意到了什么？

Mirella的目光从Polina的眼睛停留到面颊处，似乎察觉到隐藏伤痕的痕迹。Polina担心遮瑕已经变薄或被擦碰到。

父亲最终如何把Polina带离宴会？

父亲在走廊中出现并抓住她的手臂，带她沿着宴会边缘穿过人群视线，进入服务通道与通向外侧的门，并在巷口交给等待的男人。

Jul 30, 2026

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