"I beg to differ. You're here now, in my domain. You wear my collar, and you could've blocked my influence at the start. But then again, you're only a novice at using telepathy." Damion replied with a boasting glow. "Jol, you may leave. I assume Vaughn has given you your payment, as well as one of my slaves?" he asked.
Jol nodded with a gruff chuckle, "Yeah, he did. And thanks for the girl; she's a peach." he laughed, glancing at Jessi. "You're welcome girl. Say hello to your new life." looking at Damion, he gestured down the hall. "I'll use the back door. See you soon, and I'll give you more information by then."
Jol turned around and left, the girl of at least 17 following Jol with a playful smile, the collar around her neck still lingering.