Her Dark Reign — Episode 10

Cesare's bodyguards hit me immediately. One locked my arms. Another clamped down on my neck from behind. I struggled.

Someone's fingers hooked the side zipper of my dress and yanked. The sound of fabric tearing. I looked at Cesare. He just sat there, watching.

Don't look at me like that. You know I'm not gonna help you. His voice was flat, emotionless. All I care about is making Gietta happy.

We were still legally husband and wife. And he sat there watching other men rip the clothes off his wife's body. I'll remember every single one of you. Soon.

All of you will be on your knees, begging me. No one took it seriously. Rape. This time, the strap of my dress was torn straight off.

Giada clapped from the sidelines. Hurry up! Get it all off! Time's up!

No need to wait any- She never finished. The restaurant doors were kicked open from the outside. The door panels slammed against the walls like a thunderclap.

A squad of men in black poured in. They moved quickly and precisely, locking onto the bodyguards around me, and the men with their hands still outstretched, taking each one down with queen, efficient strikes.

rights. Dragging them aside, the whole thing took less than ten seconds. Then the crowd parted down the middle. A woman walked in. She wore a black trench coat. Her hair back in a sleek knot. In one hand, she carried an aluminum briefcase. Her stride was measured and unhurried. Nadia Volkov, the most powerful arms broker in the country. A partner to the

Ferraro family for three generations. Anyone with even a passing connection to the arms trade knew her name. She surveyed the room, then walked straight to me and set the