Her red hair hung to the middle of her back, straight as a flat iron. Her legs were perfectly shaped with no hair on any part of her lower body. She w...s built angelically, beautifully. The fantasies of her nightmares, and wet dreams. She just wanted to taste that heavenly scent she always smelled when she walked in the room after Alex’s night of sex. She sighed and turned back to her book, well halfway. She couldn’t help but feeling wet at the submissive sight in front of her. All she had to do. What a missed set of pleasures, if he had known then what he knew now about how to get a young woman on the go. His dreamy face suddenly flushed up and he scowled. Angels’ sake! he was as bad as his own footmen, after everything else he had brought on her head, to consider insulting her with his sexual attentions. He was going to have to see the two footmen who used wheelchairs later. He did not think Fiotr, who had been a trooper under his command, would be so mad as to cast eyes on Lady el. He tended to invest more in foreign companies and had few ties to domestic businesses she knew of. Still they had crossed paths enough that she considered him a threat to be delt with eventually.--Now she was wondering if she needed to deal with him immediately now his oldest son was building up a impressive portfolio of his own. While she would've normally care less about this young man named Robert Sanders. After all he had barely come of age as an adult. However he recently was after stock. " She swirled a dish around in the soapy water and handed it to me. "My mom makes me come to these things, I think she hopes something will rub off and make me more of a lady. Not much chance of that, but it's easier than fighting with her"She had been wearing the unofficial uniform of the rebellious young all weekend. Faded, torn blue jeans, tight T-shirt that emphasized her breasts and left her navel bare and several earrings. Some sort of tattoo peeked out of the neckline on her back.