growled. “I obey the risen one, not you.” His lip curled into a sneer, and he flashed his anger at Lia.
“Where’s the ring?”
“I—”
Damian stepped in front of Lia. “Leave her out of it.”
Neil laughed. “You’ve gone soft.” He shook his head and stepped around Damian to grab Lia.
“Where’s the ring?”
With a shaky arm, she pointed to the table. Neil grabbed it and tossed it to Damian. “Open it.”
“No.”
Neil wrapped his hand around Lia’s neck. “Open it.”
Damian lunged at Neil, but the bigger man pushed him aside and dragged Lia to the bed, unzipping
his pants. Damian lunged again as Neil pushed Lia to the bed but Neil grabbed his arm and pulled him
to the table. He held out the box. “Open it or I’ll kill your sister.” He walked back to the bed and
wrapped his big hand around Lia’s delicate neck and squeezed.
Damian swallowed and stared at his sweet sister.
She gave him a sad smile. “I told you,” she whispered and coughed as Neil squeezed harder.
He shook his head and glared at Neil. “You fucking bastard.”
Neil shrugged. “You’ll be enjoying this in a few minutes.” He reached under Lia’s shirt and
massaged her breasts.
She whimpered but didn’t pull away.
Damian closed his eyes and let out a long sigh then turned to the table and picked up the box. He
didn’t want to see what Neil was doing to make Lia groan and whimper behind him. Clothing tore and
Damian looked behind him to see Neil poised behind his sister, cock pressed against her ass. He
moved forward and Lia cried out.
Damian slowly opened the lid of the box and the ring flashed at him. He closed his eyes as the
darkness swirled around him. The box dropped to the floor as tears escaped his eyes. He fell to his
knees, arms outstretched as obsidian and gold chains stretched around him and pierced his flesh. He
groaned as the Immortalness burned through his veins, overtaking his will.
Silence.
He snapped open his eyes and turned to see Neil bent over Lia, his cock halfway in her ass, her
face wet with tears.