Malcolm was no fool, nor did he feel an ounce of remorse for hustling Venus out of Club Ecstasy and into his waiting car before she had time to second-guess her hesitant acquiescence. He had also issued a sharp command to his driver to get them to his apartment building with no delay, an order Bradley immediately complied with, and to Malcolm’s immense satisfaction, the car pulled to the front of the skyscraper housing his penthouse apartment in record time.
Venus had sat beside him, motionless and quiet, seemingly frozen in place. Her eyes were wide, almost as if she were struggling to take it all in. Or perhaps she was just coming to grips with the enormity of her decision. Not that he’d given her much in the way of an option. His request was hardly worded as one.
But again, he hadn’t
