The Fortunate woman

esented peril. She'd never had any difficulti

brush their hands across her body. It always made her feel unwell and alert. As a result, she d

cleaned a room, she closed the door behind herself. She'd examine the corrid

preparations', which turned out to be only making his bed, raising the pool temperature, and o

st walked in, she saw the large king-sized bed. The next stop was the lovely balcony ou

rmed Abigail that Mr Charles had completed a particularly subs

But she also understood that appearances may be misleading, and she should keep out of his sight. This

evel and was now making her way towards the storage c

ous maid, and he had probably not heard about her replacement yet. Sh

ence. He was closer than she expected, but he didn't detect her astoni

chel." It was

about him, but he intimidated her. Perhaps it was his enormous stature that t

disregarding her attempt to in

ried and moved away,

are the living room because we

posed to go the

ht now, is he?" he as

at day because he did not work on Wed

d before departing, leaving

ight have been. He didn't shout or touch her, which she considered a triumph. She studied his receding form with

e guests are coming over," Abigail continued, "but I do

glasses and the drink cupboards are fully stocked. "How many people did he say were comi

e didn

nd these glasses, if it isn't enough you can

as ready to go away when Loren abruptly tossed in a "When the

Did she have to engage with these people?

es with Loren for the evening, but she couldn't cook. She was also instructed to speak only when spoken to and

om. Abigail seldom needed to be in this region, which was under Loren and Gavin's supervision. Everyt

es before putting the tray away. She didn't know what to do next because he hadn't told

tly reminded herself. She'd learned a long time ag

dered sitting on the sofa for a brief while before dismissing the idea. She couldn't i

open it, she tried to greet the guests with a hurried 'welcome' bu

st to collect the second jacket before it touched the ground. She swiftly followed them to t

g Abigail wondering if these were his buddies or business partners. The hand

ything. Abigail couldn't help but admire her gleaming and healthy-looking hair, comparing it to her dark mop

not only looked unprofessional b

Pour us some bourbon." Something about the way he said 'you' made Abigai

hing about drinks. She felt extremely ridiculous as she scoured the cabinet for the word 'bour

his visitors, and she knew men like him despised being bothered by their staff. She was ready t

the bottle she recognized as whiskey and moved over to the glasses to pour it. Just as she was going to serve it, she r

ly accepted the glass, his visitor, Grayson, added a "took you long enough" as he grabbed his. The woman did not even take

ed another drink. While the woman drank very little, it was clear that the male could not hold his drink

en they got to the topic of relationships, sh

on stated to Mr. Charles that he couldn't eve

that, the wedding is off," she said, her voice full of hate. But Abigail couldn't blame her; she didn't

eir squabble; instead, he stayed sil

" She was a true showstopper, guy; where did you even get her?"

Mr. Charles said, shrugging. "Found her at a fundrai

ine models should not have surprised Abigail, but she had never met a

to fall into a laughing fit at his own joke. But something told Abigail that he wasn't joking a

usion to sweep over Mr. Charles's features

ng fit but made Abigail extremely uncomfortable. She disliked being thought of that way and

I'd do her," he said while looking over to Abigail. She held her eyes firmly to the floor in the hopes that

Even the woman was now glaring at the man in questi

on before adressing her, "Come over

he internally panicked. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes and

n go now," he said as he stood up. "Caitlin, ta

reaching the safety of her room she made sure to lock it before letting out a sigh. She prayed he never h