Brennan had left her, determined to find Madame, but she could not be sure he had the financial wherewithal to accomplish his goal. Besides being paid well there were other fees involved in being a member of The Market. More private club than public brothel, Madame Marchander catered to a very exclusive clientele. Most of the members were peers of the realm or the ridiculously wealthy from around the world.A single knock was the lone signal she received before the door rattled and swung open. Brennan’s jaw locked tight, his body stiff and tense as he closed the portal. Serena’s throat tightened and her mouth dried out. He failed.“I spoke with Madame Marchander.” Brennan crossed over to the bed and sat on the edge.“Brennan, it is not your fault if an arrangement could not be reached.”“True, but irrelevant. You are now under an exclusive contract to me. You will not entertain any other men.”Surprised by the ferocity with which he spoke, Serena took a moment to absorb his words.
