“Yes,” Tyler droned.
“No!!” Vincent insisted.
“Yes!” Tyler persisted.
“It can’t be you! All this time! Everything! You?!” Vincent screamed.
Tyler tilted his head to the side, watching Vincent as one would a caged animal that was not used to its surroundings.
The young Lord swallowed. “My father will –” he croaked.
“Your father will nothing. You – and only you, my Lord, will do what I say, when I say it. Let’s not rush things. I will send word to you, at my pleasure, and you will comply with full displeasure.”
“Understand that what I have done tonight, I can do a hundred times over, and I will, with deep satisfaction, if you do not obey me,” Tyler stated patiently, as if talking to a child.
Vincent choked.
“Yes. Obey. YOU will obey, and I will command. Don’t think for one second th
