FRANCESCA's POV
It took all of my willpower not to slam my fist into my uncle’s face. I wasn’t going to give him or Dante that satisfaction and I could only think that the reason he had brought me here was because he was brewing for some sort of drama and was hoping I was going to react to the presence of my uncle.
I congratulated and mentally patted myself on the back on how I had maintained my composure through out the whole trip and even when he had asked me that question, I had responded exactly how he would have wanted.
If he wanted to be my master then he had better be ready for the bowing and groveling that I had made up my mind to be doing and although my body totally rebelled against the idea of acting the fool towards my own father and brother’s killer, I was going to.
Then w
