Malcolm's New Slut

Malcolm knocked lightly on the door before pushing it open. It was a study. The most exquisite study Lauren had ever seen. It had a big shelf filled with books and a fireplace. A splendid mahogany table stood in the middle and behind it sat a man whose face was blocked out by a newspaper.

  “Grandpa.” Malcolm greeted. Lauren noted how cold and indifferent his voice sounded, unlike when he greeted his grandmother.

After a few seconds of silence, the newspaper was finally shifted out of sight, revealing a huge figure with an unsmiling face. Lauren shivered for a second. She was actually in front of Alexander Knight—one time most powerful man and head of the Knight family—she didn’t know how to address him. Should she call him Grandpa too? Or just sir? Or his name?

  “Hello, Mr. Knight.” She greeted with her best smile.

His face remained unsmiling. He didn’t even look at her face for a mini-second. &l