He paced heatedly in front of the fireplace, his storm grey eyes constantly looking at the clock.

"They should be here by now!" He bellowed to the abundant female laying languidly on the crushed velvet loveseat sipping wine from a silver goblet. The pale skin and soft white gown giving her an ethereal glow.

"My love, you know how slow he is, that horse he insists on using, they'll be here" She looked unexcited at the thought of sharing him and his extravagent fortune. "Besides, what would some little peasant know of timing?" she said poutingly.

He looked at her the grey eyes shifting dangerously dark. "She is my daughter, and you will treat her as such, i may not have been able to keep her mother last time, but i won't let another woman keep me from her" His tone was cruel and dismissing. "Don't forget what happened to your predecessor."

"Go get dressed" he looked at the half naked display that rolled large, brightly painted blue eyes.

"As you wish love" her condenscending tone made him turn away even more enraged. "Be gone whore!" he said softly, strained with control, his eyes burrowing into the fire watching the demons dance there. Nothing would stop him once he had her.

His guest stood up insulted and grabbed up her top. "You're a bastard, I don't know why i tolerate this from you!" she said in a huff.

"Because I pay you well, and keep you from my men, unless you want to give them a go again, remember as long as i own this."

He held up a yellowed parchment of paper with a flourished signature across the bottom, the once bright red now a deep brown.

"You will do as i wish." He smiled with an evil gleem in his eyes and held out his hand watching the sheet disappear in a thin tendril of smoke.

The girl vanished as quickly as the smoke, a faint smell of rose in the air.