Fortytwo year old Lucia Borgia is in a hurry.  She wants it all. Now! And the only way to get it all now is to perfect a deal with demonic forces.  For years she has searched fruitlessly for the Golden Grimoire, the book of spells that, it is said, can make one the Master, or in this case, Mistress of the Mortal Realm.  Nothing will get in her way to acquire it and, once she does, nothing will get in the way of her performance of the dangerous ceremony necessary to call up the demon who rules the book.  Not even Penelope, her erstwhile lover, a virgin, of course.  Not Zara, her pretty, innocent, Georgian guide.  Not Maureen, her secretary, nor especially, bright and successful Amanda Shallcross, her boss, who stands in her way to the top.  If it takes coupling with a demonic beast, or proffering others to demonic torment, then that’s what she will do. Let’s face it, being Mistress of the Mortal Realm and the eternal, youthful life that goes with it, is well worth the sacrifices that others might make.