After dropping Ed back at home during a nearly silent ride, Giada rested her head on Sarre’s shoulder, her hand resting in his on his lap.
“What a shitshow of a night.” She whispered angrily.
“Don Amato let things go too far, Giada. He put you at risk putting you in the situation you were in with Cap by threatening to give you, his family.”
“I know.”
“What was he talking about tonight about you spending the night with him?” Sarre asked quietly.
“The day Cap grabbed me at the boardwalk, we went to the ring to sort out our differences. He pulled his punches, but he slammed me to the mat and cracked a couple of ribs so when he punched, despite the fact he pulled it, it further cracked a rib.”
“You’re not still sore? Ribs can take some time to repair.”
“No. I’m fine.” She shook her hea
