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Montgomery

Blue-blood lineage had a stench so thick and suffocating that only a true disciple could recognize the sant sins, beautiful lies, and opulent obsessions The odor dripped with inherited ed on whomever they deemed lesser, and the lavish corruption born of centuries with no one to answer to but themselves

The fragrance was overpowering

As I walked down the long halls of Oleander Manor, I breathed in the redolence of expensive bourbon, coveted cigars, and the intoxicating perfume of secret h many would be intimidated by such a refined aura, I was at home with it

Elite

It ho I was

What I had been groomed for since my first breath of life

The Kingston nareat, great, great grandfather Nothing would change that course other than it would soon be my turn to take over the empire

I’d waited for this day… for the invitation to arrive

I kneould never be as easy as doh I never knew exactly what that would mean, I understood in due ti

“Gentlemen, I see you all received your invites as well” I said the words deep and loudly I was taught at a young age that announcing your presence the moment you walked into a room showed a level of confidence needed to compete in the rich alpha society of the South

Fivearound a circular table, turned to look my way