The Price of Pleasure

Malachi’s POV

Sweat and jasmine, that heavy, delicious mixture that sticks to your skin and makes you forget the outside world, filled the chamber’s air. Only a few strewn candles spilling wax over the polished wood floor illuminated the area, and their flames created long, flickering shadows that moved across the walls like restless ghosts. The girls from Maverick’s Kingdom were spread about me,