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DANTE's POV I had met Maria whom I had asked to escort Francesca back to my room cuffed and gagged by the time I got back with Francesca no where in sight. The elderly woman appeared very pissed after I had helped her up and released her from her binds. She was swearing in Italian as she rubbed her wrists slightly. “What happened?” I asked her “She pulled one on me and escaped” The woman answered. I did not know how that was possible because Maria was one of the strictest woman in the clan would be deceived by someone like Francesca. “What actually happened?” I asked for the second time The woman sighed and I suddenly saw how tired and old she was. “She asked about my kids and for a moment I was caught up in the time of their deaths. It will not happen again” She declared vehementl