Her Dark Reign — Episode 5

Cesaro Russo, are you really going to humiliate your wife in public? For the sake of that idiot? His face darkened instantly. The next second he raised his hand and slapped me hard across the the face. Crack. My head snapped to the side. Blood trickled from the corner of my mouth and dripped onto the floor. So what if I am? He let out a cold snort. Sarah, do you actually think

you're the Donna? You dare question me? You knew damn well how important Giada is to me, and you still went after her. If you ever use the Russo name to bully one of my people again, I'll make sure you never see another sunrise. I stared at him, fighting back tears. Three years of marriage, and he'd never said a single harsh word to me. And three years

It was him who had exhausted every tactic he could think of to win me over. At the Russo estate wedding, he'd sliced his palm open with a knife, pressed the bleeding hand to his chest, and sworn he would love me Three years. That scar was still on his left palm. And now, it was that same hand that had just struck me across the face.

Those vows had long since ceased to exist. When he saw my tears, he curled his lip in disgust instead, and scrubbed his left hand hard with a Stop wasting time. Send word down. If she still can't pay the bill, strip her and throw her out of the restaurant.

The moment he finished, the whole room stirred. The leering, undisguised stares of the men in the crowd clung to my body. Cesar is ruthless, serving up his own wife's naked body for us. I've got my phone ready. A scene this good definitely needs to go online.