Sophia didn't know how much strength she had poured into that slap, but it felt like every bit of her frustration and heartbreak had been released with it. She trembled, tears spilling uncontrollably as she prepared herself for the worst. Capone's gaze was intense, his expression rigid with anger that could burst at any moment, and she felt a flash of fear—surely he wouldn't hurt her… would he?
But instead of the rage she anticipated, a twisted smile crept onto his face, a chilling mixture of amusement and cruelty. He slowly raised a hand to his cheek, rubbing where she had struck him. "Well, well," he murmured, eyes gleaming with a cold fire. "You betray me, nearly get me killed, and now, you have the nerve to raise a hand against me? I think it's time you paid your dues."