Think. Draw on all you’ve learned…all he’s taught you.
“Bow before me,” I commanded. “I am your new mistress.”
Feeling a powerful rush of excitement, I wallowed in this moment knowing without a doubt I was ready to hold court and take command.
I hoped I could sustain this level of power just long enough to find where they’d stashed my fucking passport in case I needed it.
Their expressions were unreadable and so far they’d not moved.
My confidence grew. I said seductively, “I will bestow great pleasures on those of you who obey. Now down. On your knees. All of you.”
Danton stepped before me and blocked my line of sight. His expression was difficult to decipher. But, if I had to guess, he looked pissed off.
I placed my hands on my hips.
He glared at me. “What are you doing?”
“I’m taking ownership of this house,” I said. “Now bow.”
Danton’s angry gaze bore into mine.
I smiled proudly. “I haven’t finished.”
“Oh, you’re quite finished.” Danton grabbed my arm and led me up the sweeping staircase as a string of beautiful French words flowed from his mouth.
Something told me he was swearing.