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graduation.
    I stood. “I guess I need your number so that I can call you in the morning.”
    “No.” He smirked.
    “No?”
    “You’ll be staying here tonight. During that time you can speak to Ms. Madison and ask her questions. If in the morning, you opt for leaving, Travis will drive you to class.”
    “I’m not sleeping with you. I’m not agreeing to that as part of the deliberation process.”
    Playfully, Stewart put his hands in the air. “My cock will not enter that tight little pussy until you ask for it. Until you beg for it.”
    Jerk! “Well, then that will make our arranged marriage rather easy on my part. I have no intentions of begging for anything.”
    “Really? I barely touched you today and you creamed those pretty little panties of yours. I’m confident that you’ll be begging to have my dick inside of you before we tie the knot.”
    I suddenly thought of Val and her ice cream, waiting for my return. “I-I need to call Val.”
    “Of course. She’ll be concerned; however, at this time, the nondisclosure is effectively in place, since both options include that clause.”
    I gripped the back of the chair. How was this happening? “I have to speak to her. What can I tell her?”
    Stewart grinned. “Victoria, you are truly my dream. If there is any more I can do to entice you to sign that contract, don’t be shy about a counteroffer.”
    He didn’t know the truth. All his research didn’t tell him that I wasn’t a dream: I was a nightmare. I’d been told that my whole life. Pushing those thoughts away, I replied, “That doesn’t answer my question. I don’t lie to my sister.”
    “Did you tell her about Wesley? Did you tell her about the job with the insurance company or the deposit you put on that small apartment?”
    His intimate knowledge of my personal life was starting to piss me off. “I eventually told her about Wesley. I will tell her about the apartment and job. I didn’t want to worry her right now. She still thinks I’m going to the University of Miami.”
    “So, darling, my point is that you have indeed lied to your sister.” His blonde brows lowered, and his eyes squinted. “You won’t lie to me. As you can see, I have ways of learning things.”
    “I can tell her that it was a meeting about a possible opportunity and since it was elaborate, I’m staying in the city, at a fancy hotel. She’ll be excited for me.” That wasn’t a lie. She would be. My sister could take any scenario and make it optimistic. I on the other hand was unsure if it were possible to spin this whole thing to the positive. “Now, where am I to stay?”
    “Ms. Madison will show you to a room, but know that once we’re married, you’ll share a room with me.”
    “ If we are married,” I corrected.
    Another chuckle. Stewart looked down at his watch. “You have almost twelve hours to make up your mind. In less than one hour you’ve gone from it’s not happening to if . Perhaps I’ll have my begging before the night is done?”
    Smug bastard. That was one challenge I didn’t mind accepting. “Not happening.” I turned toward the door. “Where do I find Lisa?”

 
     
     
    LISA TOOK ME on a tour of the penthouse. It comprised the top two floors of the building—the entire floors. It was humongous. How could one man live in all that space? There were sitting rooms, as well as the large living room that I’d seen upon my arrival. There were multiple offices; apparently the smaller ones were for his employees. There was a beautiful kitchen, dining room, outside patio, and pool, as well as an exercise room. I lost count at the number of bedrooms, or more accurately, suites. The only one that mattered to me was the one I was to call my own. Although Stewart made it clear that after we wed I’d be sleeping in his room¸ for the night, I found refuge in my own space. It was all too much to process. Lisa asked me repeatedly if I wanted food. Eating was not on my short list. The more my