Page 352 of Master of My Life

Neil frowned before giving a stiff nod. “As you wish, my lord.”

“Is everything ready for tonight?” Damian asked.

“Yes, my lord.”

Damian smiled. “Good.” He turned to Sabrina. “Would you like to see your room?”

She nodded and he led her up the wooden stairs into a comfortable room with several large

windows that looked out upon the tree-lined street. The room was decorated in soft greens and cream

with a large bed across the room and a sitting area close to the door. The door to the bathroom stood

open near the bed, giving a glimpse of a large claw-footed tub situated under a small window.

Sabrina entered and looked around for a moment before curling up in a green armchair near the

window. Damian watched her for a moment and then walked back out into the hallway, closing the

door behind him.

He smiled as he walked down the steps to the meeting room. There were a few preparations to

finalize before tonight.

Damian walked slowly down the center of the dimly lit ritual chamber. On each side of the aisle

stood his loyal followers, some new, though many had been with him and his family for generations.

The men dipped their heads in respect as he passed. He nodded to a few particularly devoted

members of the Dark Council and gave a smile.

He stepped up onto the platform and watched Sabrina follow in his footsteps. More than one

man’s eyes filled with lust as she walked by wearing a thin black gown that left little to the

imagination. Her nipples were taut, her figure perfect. Her green eyes glowed in the light and anyone

she bestowed her gaze upon gave a lustful shiver. Those whom she had passed stared. Even the slave

girls impaled on the marble statues watched her.

Damian smiled and offered his hand to her as she approached the platform. She accepted and took

her place a step behind him and to the side. Their spirits touched and he inhaled deeply. One would

have thought he’d be sexually depleted from spending the last few days in bed with her, but he knew

he would have no issue performing tonight.

“My Brothers,” he said in a welcoming tone. “Tonight we celebrate the arrival of the new age,

ushered in by the new moon. No longer shall we bow to the whims of the Elders.” He spat out the

distasteful last word. “They are weak. They are ignorant. They are of the past. We are the future.”

The men cheered.

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