Her Dark Reign — Episode 4

her out isn't it so what's she gonna do she could sell herself and still not cover the price of one bottle without the russo name she's nothing their voices poured in from every direction tightening Straightening around me like a noose, I stood among the shattered glass and pooling wine. Trembling, Cesare finally deigned to glance at me.

There wasn't a trace of guilt in his eyes. If anything, the corner of his mouth curled into something mocking. Sarah, the way you're looking at me, do you think I'm going to pay for you? Dream on.

Everyone? He rose to his feet, unhurried, and straightened his cufflinks. Then he surveyed the room and spoke. Everyone here tonight is a friend.

What I'm about to say, I'll only say once. If anyone dares pay a single cent for Sarah Nero tonight, you are making yourself an enemy of the Russo The restaurant fell instantly silent. In the corner, the investors I'd personally brought to the table sank back into their seats without a sound.

The Russo family was the most dominant family on the East Coast in recent years. No one would be willing to offend their heir. My God, is Tazari serious? Isn't Sarah supposed to be his future Donna? At the end of the day, she's just a woman. Who'd risk offending the Russo heir for her?

A husband publicly humiliating his own wife over a mistress? Pathetic. My breathing came in ragged bursts. My body moved on its own, carrying me through the broken glass toward Cesare. I seized his wrist.