FRANCESCA's POV
I woke up to an empty room but Dante had released my binds while I was asleep.
“Asshole” I muttered as I rubbed my sore wrists gingerly.
My stomach grumbled as I rose with me realizing I had not had anything to eat since the previous day and not that there had been nothing to eat but I could hardly get it past my throat and I had tried.
I had expected that he would maybe throw me into the dungeons for daring to harm him. I mean that is what any self respecting mafia lord will do and it was confusing having to dissect why I was even free of my binds.
If this was his way of issuing an apology concerning what he had done with my father then he had to be kidding. I knew Dante would never apologize for anything so why was he doing this? What did he stand to gain and did he
