King Braedon POV
Cordelia wasn't giving up quite so easily after the other night. I sat in the study, discussing the schedules with James, when she knocked on the door, sailing in before I could object. James's face turned into a scowl as he deliberately looked away, snubbing her. I felt myself becoming annoyed. She was dressed in a skin-tight black designer dress that enhanced her cleavage, with killer heels to match. Any other man would have let his eyes linger on her impressive breasts and the outline of her slender figure as she slunk into the room, but I felt nothing. I was bored. I tried not to groan out loud at the interruption, while James looked peeved. She had shown disrespect to me, by not waiting for me to answer before coming in.
"Braedon honey" she trilled and I winced, he
