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Chapter 163

It was Saturday when I prepared for the territory meetings held at my old home … now owned by Monica. My minion hated having territory meetings on the weekends. I made sure we had meetings on Saturdays so they would have to determine which was more important—having a nice Saturday, or bombarding me with useless complaints.

Paul and I had just made love and he was still naked and wet from his shower as he sidled up behind me and kissed my shoulders and neck. "You're tense baby. Relax. Monica barely says anything at the meetings."

I nodded. "I know."

"She knows you have her number so she stopped with all the shocking shit."

I grimaced. Yes, there was a time when she enjoyed flaunting her donors around us, their mesmerized eyes like cows being led to the slaughter, blood still spilled upon their clothing as evidence of her recent feedings. It repulsed her sisters and distressed me until finally I chastised her and threatened to punish her if I saw it happen again. By that time, I had
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