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were the real thing painted by an artist long since dead.
    Lacey spun around. “It is you. It is you, Kurt. And it’s Will too.” Close to collapse, she hunkered down and placed her head in her hands. “Oh, my God. Oh, my God. What am I dealing with here? What the hell is going on in this club?”
    Kurt beckoned her over with a crooked finger. “Come and sit next me to me, Lacey, before you pass out.”
    Not wanting to know the details, but needing to know everything, she immediately did as he demanded. He responded to her distress by wrapping his arms around her, making her feel at peace again.
    “Let’s cut the bullshit, Lacey. The reason you came to Club Incubus has nothing to do with the charity auction event. No. The reason you’re here tonight is to see if the all the rumors are true. And if they are, to write and sensationalize them in that two-bit newspaper you work for. That would destroy the club and I can’t allow you to do that.”
    “And are the rumors true, Kurt?”
    Without answering her question, he said, “Come with me.”
    As if their paths were somehow destined for one another, Lacey couldn’t resist. Her body and mind seemingly compelled to follow this gorgeous man wherever he may lead her.

Chapter Four
     
    Kurt assertively guided Lacey through the gaggle of people who were still gathered in the auction room. He wasn’t interested in the entrails of the bidding, because to his way of thinking he’d already won first prize—Lacey. Now, more than anything else in the world, and with his prick pushing relentlessly against the inside of his leather pants, he needed to get Lacey alone. He wanted her hot, bothered, and begging for him to pleasure her. Maybe his undivided sexual attention would distract her imagination from the parts of the Incubus equation she still had trouble getting her head around—like Will and himself being more than two centuries old.
    With mounting anticipation of how beautiful this lady would be when completely naked, he led her from the Grand Salon, well aware there was no way back for either of them. He’d gone too far and shown too much of his hand for Lacey to leave the club, and for things to return to normal. Besides, every second that Lacey remained under his influence accelerated the changeling process, turning her from a mere mortal woman, to a fully-fledged female demon. One who would live for all eternity, just as he would.
    Despite all this crazy mixed-up shit, they were destined to become soul mates, and he figured that Lacey was far enough into the process of conversion to begin to understand this. Each passing second she became more receptive toward him, and more accepting of her destiny.
    She was his—forever. And there wasn’t a power in the world that could change that.
    As they walked serenely hand-in-hand, he noticed Lacey’s beautiful face held a smile. He figured it would be almost impossible for her to pull away from him now and regain her old self.
    The Vault, the name for his favorite playroom at Club Incubus lay vacant, and without any form of resistance from her, he ushered her inside before closing the heavy oak door behind them.
    Clever subdued lighting enhanced the overall effect, giving the space an eerie forbidding feeling. This uncompromising environment made the Vault the ideal place to discipline a wayward sub should the need arise. The room, which measured some thirty feet square, contained most of the equipment required for those heavily into the BDSM scene like himself. A leather spanking horse lay in the corner, along with an intimidating medieval rack for those subs who proved to be more of a problem for their Masters. A large selection of canes, whips, and floggers lined the walls, and even a pair of manacles hung forbiddingly from the ceiling, making the Vault a real place of pleasure for any Master Inquisitor worth his salt. He’d seen no end of subs change their tune as soon as they’d entered the Vault. Kurt had