In a large meeting room in the Garfield castle of Kinsville, eight people gathered around a semi-circular table.
Ambrose was angry that he was disturbed by the interruption by Marcus when he was about to devour his wife. But he had to put a smile on his face to hide his frustration.
Aurora followed her husband's steps and did the same. The sexual tension was palpable between them, but they had to slid it aside for a while.
The murmuring stopped immediately as Ambrose's clicking shoes against the floor announced his arrival before he appeared through the door, followed by Aurora.
Marching straight to the middle chair, Ambrose stopped to look at the eight people gathered in the room.
Aurora had her seat next to her husband.
"Good evening, everyone! I am happy that you all arrived at such short notice. Please take your seats." He commanded.
The eight people- four men and their respective wives- took their seats. Everyone was clad in black that complimented their pale skin.