The Donna's Frozen Card
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My husband Christian Messina's assistant has been blowing through my money like it's water. At the underground auction, she laughed in my face and called me a useless trophy wife.
So I cut her access. She got humiliated at checkout, and the club's security locked her up for a full day and night.
When Christian found out, he froze my card on my birthday. Told me I'd better figure out how to pay, or I'd be stripping down and crawling out on all fours in front of every mob higher-up in New York.