The pain in my hand barely even registered. Abigail stared daggers at him. There was a large red pentagram to the right of his name and title. “…et in nomine Jesu Christi. Yes! “GET HIM!!!”
Adam glanced behind him and thought about making a break for the window, but he knew it was too late. She released his arm and grabbed the back of his collar instead. Seduce, dominate and enslave. THANK YOU MISTRESS OF THE NIGHT! No one’s stare was more furious than Abigail’s. She smiled wickedly as she waited for his response. It was like a nutrient mask of filth and Jessica sighed as the tingle took hold in all the places she had felt excruciating pain. No one’s stare was more furious than Abigail’s. This was another answer she already knew. THANK YOU MISTRESS OF THE NIGHT! “As you can see, I’m in a meeting right now.”
Adam turned and glanced back at Abigail, clearly unamused.
