Reaping The Rewards...
TATIANA After bestowing a wicked grin to my gorgeous, colossal King of Fury following his curious question, I mischievously mused, “The vision came to me after I woke from my nap. And as far as how—I believe Daddy’s girls may have had a hand in it, proving they have inherited both of our twisted senses of humor and may in fact favor their mother more than we anticipated—or you want.” Gasping loudly in feigned horror, Horacio rasped out, “LIAR!” After being met with the low, satisfied chuckle I responded with, he deadpanned, “Caelus, toss me a bottle or two of that courage over there and then put that brilliant mind of yours to work. Your Ol’ Unc is going to need all the help he can get to come up with a plan to ensure his favoritism before all is lost. No way in hell I’ll ever claim a vi
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