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EPISODE 43
DANTE's POV I sighed as I stared at the screen in front of me. It was hard concentrating on certain things these days without having my mind drift to Francesca and what she was up to. At first when my brother was killed, I had had a definitive purpose of what I wanted to do to her. I knew I wanted to hurt her just as much as I had been hurt by his death but right now, it was infuriating that I did not know what to do. There was no one that got on my nerves as she did and it was even more clear now that marrying her had been a terrible mistake. Hell she had just tried to stab me on the first night of us together and only God knew what else she had in stock if one of my own people were now supplying her weapons. I knew I was right in my suspicions of Lorenzo Martini but I could prove
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