Millicent's POV

Sylvester came into my room and though I did not want him there, I pretended I did not mind his presence. He had to believe I was falling in love with him. Once I gained his trust, I would strike him in a way he would never have imagined.

'Yes?' I said with a smile on my face.

'Have I told you how beautiful you are?' he asked, coming close to me. I felt like backing away but I stood firmly where I was with the smile still pasted on my lips.

He tipped my face up and kissed me ...