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The hairs on the back of Damien’s neck rose. He felt the power in the beast’s words. The darkness was rising to the surface, becoming more intent on taking over.
I just have to get through tonight and the festival tomorrow,he thought. Then, perhaps, Damien would have to let the beast out to placate him. Damien just prayed that whoever died, they had it coming.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
As a honeymoon gift to the newly married demon couple, Damien rented a small, but nice home right on the beach, with a balcony for enjoying the ocean views and a private front yard for sunbathing. He still held out hope that Bonbon and Gorgonzolina would see the benefits of being on their own. Perhaps right here in Miami, where there were many people to suck the love from. If that failed, maybe he would get lucky and a giant wave would sweep the two creatures out to sea.
“Are you ready?” Damien straightened his silver tie. This evening he wore a sleek black suit with hand-carved mother-of-pearl cufflinks. Classy but understated.
MF came from her room wearing a short black dress that flared out just below the knee, and a yellow tape measure around her neck. Her auburn hair was in a bun atop her head. No nipples on display or dog collars. A definite improvement.
“That is an interesting accessory,” he said.
MF glanced down. “Oh. I didn’t want to forget it.”
“Got the notebook?” He had given it to her earlier to record measurements.
“Right here.” She patted her purse.
“Pet,” he warned, speaking to the purse, “you must come out of there. You cannot go to the dinner.”
Her tiny blonde head poked out.
“How’d you get in there?” MF snarled.
“I want to go with you,” Pet whined.
“No. You will stay here and out of sight,” Damien commanded.
“Sky says you look very hot, and she would like to take your man parts in her mouth,” Pet smiled.
“Errr. Well, thank you, Sky?” Damien swallowed hard.
“She also says that I should go with you in case she needs me to speak for her,” Pet added.
“Sky, your time is best put to use staying here, doing your research on the festival’s sponsor. Also, someone should make sure Pet does not get into trouble. I promise we will not be long. It is a simple family dinner. With the Russian mob.”
“Sky wants to know why you have to go at all,” Pet said.
“Because I had Boris look after your sister and Miguel as a favor. In exchange, I agreed to do the tuxes and bridesmaid dresses for Boris’s sister. She’s getting married at the end of the month,” Damien added. “So I have to take measurements.”
“You had the Russian mob guard her family? Are you nuts?” Pet shrugged. “Sky’s words, not mine. Oh, look. A spoon.” Pet flew off into the kitchen. “I love my reflection!” she called out.
Damien grumbled with frustration, “We must go. We will return in a few hours and then go over tomorrow’s plan.”
He left with MF.
They got into their rental, a convertible BMW 430i. He started the engine, noting how the weather was perfect for the top down.
“Can you put the top up?” MF patted her bun. “I don’t want to ruin my hairdo.”
Why? Why must they ruin everything?He put the top up.
“Damien?”
“Yes, MF?”
“You were just nice to me.” She pointed an accusatory finger at him.
