Baby Be Mine(Spinsters & Casanovas Series Book 1)(98)

“Get off me,” Anton yelled when he began to feel the niggling sensation running up his groin. Oh God, oh God. What was wrong with him? He was getting turned on. And by none other than this fiery woman he swore was not his type.

“Fern is crushing you?” she asked innocently, wiggling her body more, trying to get untangled.

“Please, just get off me.” He gritted his teeth in frustration, trying to suppress his desire, which was about to burst in his pants.

“Fern is sorry,” Fern said when she crawled off him. “Fern didn’t mean to make Junior Silverton mad.”

When Anton was able to contain his desire again, he stood and confronted the two women and Winton.

“Why are they in my office?” Anton shouted at Winton, which just sent his poor underling into shock.

His boss… Master Anton Silverton had never raised his voice before. Why was he behaving like this?

Anton questioned himself too. What in God’s name was wrong with him recently? He couldn’t understand it.

“I… I…” Winton couldn’t reply. He was shaking in his shoes.

Caroline too was shocked to hear Anton shouting like this. She had accompanied him to Queenstown, and he was fine. Always calm and soft spoken, never like this. She was starting to see a little potential in him, something she didn’t see before. Was he becoming a man now, not be overshadowed by his uncle’s name? If that were the case, then she must get rid of him too. But then again, there was no way he could become the heir of Silverton Enterprises.

It was Fern who didn’t react to the beast since she’d never known Anton’s behavior before, so she was the one that answered his question. “Fern is looking for Hunter. Where is he?”

It was like a spell was broken when Hunter’s name was mentioned. Winton stopped shaking and Caroline recovered herself. Anton, on the other hand, immediately turned to his wristwatch and cursed under his breath.

He’d totally forgotten about Clarice. She was supposed to be here fifteen minutes ago. They were supposed to have their meeting on her presentation. And he was supposed to ask her out to lunch too. Just the two of them. But now… Anton turned his icy glare on Fern, and a shock of electricity ran through his body again. That woman, she’d really corrupted his mind. He needed to see Clarice. Now! Clarice, the smart and sensible woman, would calm down his heart.

And so without looking in Fern’s direction, ignoring her completely, he strode past her and headed towards the elevator, when suddenly he was bombarded by the two women on either side of him, both winding their arms in his.

“Caroline, what are you doing?” he asked.

“Are you not going to go find Hunter?” Caroline asked sweetly. “I’m looking for him too. Let’s go find him together.”

“Fern will go as well. Junior Silverton will take Fern to see Hunter. Fern will not be the last one out.”

Winton trotted along like a dog following its master, but Anton shouted for him to stay behind and prepare the meeting room. Like a good dog, he raced away to please his master, all the while grumbling under his breath about how once again his boss had managed to snatch away his prize motivation for losing those extra pounds.

Back in the confinement of the elevator, it was as if America’s Next Top Model broadcasted live before Anton’s eyes. The competition was between the two women as they posed this way and that to see who could be more seductive, alluring, and captivating to their judge—Anton.

When the two women stood in their many fashionable poses, the “arms stretched out” pose, the “tilting of the chin” pose, and the “staring over their shoulder” pose, both were quite astonished because they could not detect any reaction on Anton’s face.