He is my son, not Caesar's, buthe is a fine young man, and he can rule Rome when Augustus is no more.Marcellus is nothing, he does not compare; to ado...pt him into the Julianfamily and to make him the heir would be unacceptable." What is this talk of heirs?" I asked timorously. "Consuls of Rome areelected. Their titles are not inherited--" There are no consuls in Rome, none. The last consul was Octavian'sgreat-uncle, who was murdered on the Senate floor." Livia's voice shookwith fury. "A. Grr encourages me to keep talking by inquiring, "How long did you have to wait before they would take you?"Thinking back to that time, I reply, "For five long years."He waits and I continue the monologue, "I studied war and its related fields along with a regimen of physical training until reaching enlistment age."Then with amusement I add, "The impatience of youth became my enemy. An enemy so powerful that it couldn't be conquered only endured."A smile painfully creases my face as I continue,. “I don’t know what your little game is, but it ain’t gonna work on me.” He growled. “You may have come in here expecting a little fun, but after I’m through with you, you’re gonna regret it.” He kicks her legs apart with his and unzips. Internally Natasha yawned. This pathetic man was nothing new, but she had her part to play.“No, please mister, don’t hurt me.” She knows exactly what kind of man he is.“Beg me. Beg ‘daddy’ to forgive his little girl”“Daddy i’m sorry, please don’t punish. Anna was handling the crowd with dignity and grace. She had a way of making every customer feel special. I walked back to the kitchen and made me a sandwich that I ate sitting at the table in the break area. From the restaurant, I wandered upstairs.The upstairs dining room was also filled, and the partitions had been rolled back so the overflow was dining in Belle’s club. A few members were even taking their meals in the library. I walked around and greeted everyone at every table. The club.