Her Dark Reign — Episode 8

Cesare, are you really going to stand there and let your assistant keep humiliating me like this? He thought. What else would I do? You don't seriously think Cesare Rosso, heir to the family, would have trouble letting you go?

Without you, I've got plenty of options. I smiled. Fine. Then remember tonight, Cesare.

You chose this. Giada laughed mockingly. What kind of delusion is this? Did you binge too many movies and actually start believing you're some secret heiress?

Someone nearby jeered loudly. She's probably just desperate enough to start babbling nonsense. Standing there putting on airs. Think first about how you're going to pay.

I looked at the manager standing nearby with an expression of pure contempt. Then I scanned the room and walked toward a woman sitting in the corner. She nearly jumped out of her chair. Sarah, I can't. I don't dare.

Relax. I just need to borrow your phone for one call. I dialed a number. The other end picked up almost before the first ring finished. It's me. I need you at Le Pavilion within 20 minutes. Bring cash. Enough to buy this I hung up without another word. Giada's laughter came from behind me.

Oh, please. Who's going to come? Who on the entire East Coast would dare cross the Russos for you? If someone really comes within 20 minutes, I'll put on the lash myself and crawl out. Deal.

I turned back and met her disdainful grin. Don't forget what you said.