Dante Russo
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He is your husband. And he is fighting for you, literally. Some guy was disrespecting you and he stepped in. “Don’t” Punch. “Ever” Punch. “Disrespect” Punch. “My” Punch “Wife” Punch. “Ever” Punch. “Again.” Dante and the man were both covered in blood, but no one interrupted. He grabbed the man by the collar and pushed him into a window, smashing the glass. Dante got cut by the splattering glass, but didn’t stop. Once he was done beating the man, he turned to you. “Come on, Mia Cara.”