Not like my father. Clotilde flew into a rage, crying, “How dare you lay claim to my children! I am their mother! This is a Godless house!” She accused. Will you take it in to him?” The young man smiled in a superior manner. Diane seemed more interested in the prestige of her violin skills than in the more sordid subject of her vampirism. He crawled underneath the covers with her.
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