Gabriela’s voice came over the amplifiers for Hila and Piers’ men had set up the system to record and amplify the sound. Paddy was seated in a corner, his nose red, tapping away on his keyboard quickly as he tried to detect where the call was originating from. The young man had been extremely disturbed on hearing about his beloved Proserpina’s situation and had been weeping silently in a corner.

“Hello my love,” breathed Gabriela and Lucien felt a slow burning rage begin in his chest.

“Ah, you are angry, aren’t you my love? Like in the old days when we f*cked like rabbits, my Don. Remember how you used...