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 lightly on the lips. I felt like spitting on his face when he tipped my face up but I knew it would ruin my plans. After enduring his kiss, which surprisingly didn't feel so bad, it felt like he had imprinted his lips on mine and I nearly raised my hands to wipe it off my lips but I stilled my mov
