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slammed him over the head just as his wife would soon enough for even daring to think such thoughts. He couldn’t help it. He looked around in search of someone wielding a baseball bat. The entire team. Shit. Alibis for them all. The smirk resurfaced.
    He was about to get his sex life back. This day couldn’t get any better from his point of view. Suddenly Lucian understood a shopaholic’s euphoria wandering into a dollar store loaded with singles.
    Typical male. Serina sent her husband that thought.
    Lucian wiped a few stray strands of hair from his wife’s face. “Pretty lady, there is nothing typical about me. She’s perfect. Thank you for such a gift.” Lucian kissed Serina’s lips with every ounce of love he could pour into it. He made love to her with that one kiss in front of the world, with no one the wiser, except for every bleeding heart, romantic out there. Passion burned in his eyes. He pulled away from Serina and kissed the tip of her nose. “M’lady, je t` aime tant.”
    Serina mouthed the words, “I love you too,” back to him as she wiped the tears from his cheeks.
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    “Oh Maestro, I’ll give you one guess what just came across the telly.” Xanti Sinclair skipped across the penthouse from the television to the window, to glance at the statue of Eros in Piccadilly Circus. Finally, he’d found them again. And where Lucian St. James could be found his twin sister, Raven, was sure to follow.
    “The supreme court finally got the wording, IN GOD WE TRUST, out of our lives forever?” The older man with a neatly trimmed salt-n-pepper beard asked as he slurped at some fluid stuck to his lips.
    “Not yet, but think back to a time before cars, before cell phones, computers… Hell before most of the fodder about us had electricity. Remember any one family disappearing into the night?”
    The Maestro dipped his head between the thighs of a woman spread out on a table and dragged his tongue down the inside of her smooth, curvy leg. The closer he moved toward her more delicate parts, his two inch ivory posts descended. He’d worked up an insatiable appetite and wanted dessert. He’d given her, her treat, now it was time for his. Completely engrossed in what lay before him, it took a minute to register what Xanti said. Xier looked up. “You’ve my complete attention, son.”
    “A birth marking of nobility has appeared on the big screen,” Xanti chirped.
    “Lucian St. James and Serina are still of this world? Or is it André and Jovan? And in the name of all unholy things, how did those two men end up marrying two of the most powerful bloodlines of witches? That’s beside the point, what do you know?”
    “You knew they’re half-sisters, didn’t you? They share the same father. Anyway, Serina just birthed a daughter for the world to see bearing the royal mark along with her royal fluff.”
    “Are you positive?”
    “I’m not stupid, Father. I know fluff when I see it.” Xanti pointed to the woman on the table and watched his father’s black eyes glisten. “I would stake my heart on it, Sir.”
    “Trust me, if you had one, I’d have done it long ago,” The Maestro remarked coldly as he fondled the woman’s private lips, and she squirmed with delirium.
    “I’ve more news. Father, can you feel the vibrations in the air this eve? A ripple of powers to be?”
    “Explain yourself, Xanti. Do not tell me the St. James clan will regain power after this long abstinence.”
    “He is born today. Xavier’s and my son has been born today as well.”
    “Oh this is delicious.” The Maestro shook his head back and forth with his face buried in the woman’s minge. When the words registered he asked, “What the hell are you speaking about, Xanti? Who else was born?”
    “What is the date? Three sixes hold this day. I personally saw to it Xavier’s and my son would be born to Raven St. James today. The birth date of our lord and master.”
    “How, Xanti? Your brother has been gone over a