Chapter Seven_Sweet Seduction

“I do not want to overwhelm you, Miss Castor. I don’t want you running away like my last assistant.” Mr Warner said, his eyes focused on the screen in front of him. He held a drink with his right hand while his left had a cigarette that was yet to be lit.

I never took the man as someone that would indulge in something as dangerous as smoking.

“Good morning, Mr Warner.” I greeted him quite cheerfully, my smile stretched from cheek to cheek. Day after day, I had no idea what I would make of him. A man Charles feared so much, he had to send his step daughter to seduce him just to get him caught in a vice.

He watched me like a cat would watch a mouse in his home, ignoring whatever was on his screen. Surely, he was a very attractive man when he was younger. Men and women alike would have gone to wars for him, written poetry about the way he walked and the way he talked. Annabelle Warner was such a lucky lady.

"Good morning, Miss Castor." The sides of his mouth lifted up in a small,