Trapped In Beastly Desires

“Qynville is hosting a new brand of a fashion collection, and I am very impressed with the efforts put together by the team to make this possible. The department will be presenting these newfound ideas to you before the end of the conference so that you see for yourself before the fashion show next week.” Kayla smiled.

“In that case, and as long as I trust you, Mrs. Kings, I will increase my shares as quickly as possible,” said a woman in her fifties, leaning her elbows on the table and intertwining her fingers.

“May I ask, Mrs. Kings? The lady next to you, is she your new manager?” a man at the round table asked.

Kayla expected that question. Camlin had chosen to follow her around like a guardsman and his king. The lady went a bundle with her like they'd lived together for years. “Forgive my manners. The lady beside me is Camlin, my sister.”

A blast of silence fell across the room, Kayla could tell from their faces that they were floored. She expected their surprise as well. People h