Chapter 16 She Hits Bernard

She was yanked by Bernard Jacobson, her arm gripped tight, and hauled straight into the private booth inside the VIP suite. All third-floor suites at Nightshade Club were exclusive VIP rooms, each with a private alcove—specifically designed to offer guests "privacy." Bang— The door slammed shut. She was thrown onto the bed without mercy. Vivian Donovan's heart lurched. "Bernard Jacobson, what are you doing? This is a law-abiding society. If you try anything, do you think I won't call the police?" She warned him, her hand quietly reaching for the walkie-talkie. Before she could speak, her palm went empty—the device had already been snatched by Bernard and smashed to the floor, shattering into pieces. Seeing the man radiating icy menace, Vivian trembled. "Y-you… what do you want?" The words barely left her lips when the man loomed over her, snatching her taser and tossing it aside. "Weren't you feeling empty? I'll fill that void." "Bernard, calm down, calm down!" She pointed at her face.