The minute Anna got to her family mansion, the first person she saw was her aunt. Standing outside the huge gates of the mansion unguarded and smoking in the cold with nothing but thin silk wrap covering her body. The outline of her nipples was as glaring as daylight but Anna knew the lady cared. Once Sullivan alighted to get the door for her, her aunt's voice pierced through as she stepped forward.
"Oh Annabelle finally! Vice Chairman Sullivan, thank you for finally deciding to drop her off." Sullivan handed Anna her bag and flowers while Keisha rolled her eyes.
"Sickeningly sweet." The woman muttered, free of the uptight dressing and expression she often carried around at work. But the sternness was still evident in every word she spoke and in her eyes that moved around with scrutiny waiting to catch Sullivan slip out of the character he wore for her niece.
