So this was the life of a rich and pampered princess, she mused as she rode the elevator back up to the apartment. It was still disconcerting to her just how quickly her entire life had been upended and the extreme to which it had changed in such a short time.
She supposed other women wouldn’t waste time stressing over it and counting their blessings. They would likely revel in such a lifestyle and have no problem at all adjusting. However, Venus’s pride and the fact that she didn’t see what Malcolm obviously saw when he looked at her kept her on cautious reserve. But if she wasn’t careful, she was going to come across as an ungrateful shrew, and that was the last thing she ever wanted Malcolm to think of her. Her foster mother had taught her better and would be greatly disappointed in he
