“James!” I call out.
Suddenly, Barrington gets down on one knee in front of me and looks directly up into my eyes.
“Grace Madsen, I want you to leave here with me tonight and become the Witch Queen of my coven, the beloved wife of the Prince of Darkness. The Prophets have foretold that a son will be born in the end times that will rule the Earth for 1000 years. It is your destiny, Grace, to be the mother of that child called the Anti-Christ…”
“James!”
My Dom finally reaches me through the crowd assembled around us.
“What’s wrong, Grace?” James asks, concerned.
“Please release me. I… I need some air,” I say.
“Of course.”
James immediately unlocks the metal handcuff from my ankle, while giving Barrington a vicious sideways glance. The demon sits back down in his chair. Though I’ve never been discourteous to anyone at Obsessions before, I stand up and walk immediately away from the beast.