“I know this looks bad, Ash, but just clam down and let me explain,” the idiot had the nerve to say in the face of Ashriel’s wrath. As if there were any words that could assuage the roiling fury eating his mind and heart alive. Lucien had touched her…fucked her…gotten his taint on the woman he loved. Everything happened in slow motion. Ashriel launched himself at the offensive Alpha Angel, taking him down into the couch. He gripped Remien’s head and stared into his eyes. Where?— he snarled into his mind. Where is he? I demand you show me where the dark prince is. Remi wrapped his hands around Ashriel’s wrists and tried to resist, but Ashriel pressed hard into his mind, making Remi groan in pain as he tried to keep Ashriel out. Forcing oneself into the mind of another was forbidden even by the Angels, but Ashriel was beyond any rational thought. His fingers fisted Remi’s deep red hair, pulling him closer, eyes boring into the crystalline green-gold. “Fffuck off, Ash,” Remi. Something about it...? No, hekept walking.He got to the corner and realized that he had to go to the bathroom.There did not seem to be any likely place in any forward direction, so hewent back to the bar...----------------------------------------------------------------The sun streaming into her window awakened Nancy, and she woke uprefreshed. "Ah, what a beautiful day," she said as she stretched her armsup and sideways and back, her large breasts thrusting out her see-thrubaby-doll nightgown an impressive amount. "And what a night!"Then she frowned, a cute pout on her feminine lips. What HAD happenedlast night?She pondered the question as she got herself ready for the day. First shetook a few minutes to soak in a bubble bath. After drying herself with abig fluffy towel, she powdered herself all over, especially under herbust line. She had protected her hair from the water, of course, but nowremoved the large curlers she'd slept in and with a little hair spray anda brush she arranged.
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