FRANCESCA's POV
I had drifted off into the warm embrace of sleep before I was roughly awoken by a slap to the face. I struggled awake, my eyes settling on the angry face of Cassandra who was staring at me with her arms to her side.
“Wake the f**k up, b***h” Cassandra snapped, pulling me by the hair.
I yelped, struggling as she continued pulling my hair until I was on my knees in front of her.
“What do you think you are doing?” I asked, trying to rise while she proceeds to kick me in the shin.
“You f*****g b***h” She snarled. “Do you think you can get away with taking Dante from me? He is not yours but mine and I am going to make sure you f*****g understand it” She announced, motioning to the men.
The same guards, Dante had put in charge of watching me came forward.
“Take her to her
