<font color=black>$He waited in his office, the only light in the room came from the fire palace, and a few candles holders attached tot he wall. He stood at teh window arms crossed, the look on his face would tell anyone to start praying if his attention was being put on them. He was so pissed right now there were no words to discribe it. The man had taken advantage of all three of the women in this house, and had traipsed around as if he owned the place. Some ground rules would be placed tongiht, and he would liekly be beatin with an inch of his life.$</font> -- The Tortello Mansion

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