(Chapter 73) An Analysis

"We have arrived in Paris." The attendant lowered his head as he opened the cockpit doors to the sight of both men seemingly being uninterested in worldly affairs.

Astrid and Lewis both stepped out of the jet and into a car that was prepared by Lewis. "To the office." Lewis ordered the driver as he and Astrid took a seat in the back of the car.

"Yes Master." The driver responded, he was extremely professional, not even glancing at Astrid. Who sat on the other side to Lewis.

The Guilliano base of operations in Paris was like many of the other buildings in the area. A difference would be that there was a clear difference inside the building.

There was a distinct Italian resemblance inside, but Astrid paid no attention to that, just following Lewis inside his private elevator.

Lewis stepped out and rang the buzzer inside his office. Within a minute, a person's silhouette was outside the door.

"Come in." Lewis sat at his desk. While Astrid sat off to the side. She crossed her legs as she pulled out her phone.

The door then opened, revealing a blonde woman wearing office clothing. Her face was extremely comparable to a model, and she had a very good figure. She walked in and gave a small bow to Lewis.

"Where is Romane?" Lewis asked in an emotionless voice. Romane was the assistant to Lewis in his French operations. He was a man that trained alongside Viviano but didn't receive the job he did. He was similarly skilled, he just had one flaw...

The woman lightly coughed and looked down. "Secretary Romane left the office before you called, he mentioned he was on a date." She replied with a slight blush on her face.

The woman looked no older than 30, yet she couldn't keep a clear gaze on to her handsome boss. But out of the corner of her eye. She caught sight of a brown-haired man sitting with one leg on top of the other.

She was stunned, he was also incredibly handsome. He was real eye-candy and looked to not be Italian nor French. But the woman snapped out of her thoughts, as she focused on her boss once again.

Lewis seemed to be quite impatient, as he pulled out his phone he started to call Romane...

"Make tea with three spoonfuls of sugar and black tea. Bring in some cream as well." Lewis ordered the secretary. Making her blink.

She was treated by a queen by all of the staff at work. For one reason. She was the only woman allowed inside the boss's office. Other female secretaries that had entered were all fired the day after they entered. While she stayed no matter how many times she entered.

There was one reason for that, those other secretaries were all amazed by Lewis's handsomeness and attempted to subtly seduce him, they were all brutally refused and sent packing. While she had quickly realized that to keep her job. She would need to control her desires.

Lewis then called the phone again after the call was ignored, his face was quickly darkening from rage. On the side, Astrid smirked as she raised her gaze to the secretary.

"Secretary Ywvonne, be a darling and get those drinks would you." Astrid's French was spoken in a tone that was neither masculine of feminine. It could pass as gender-neutral. But the words and look she gave Ywvonne was very different.

Ywvonne felt a shiver creep up her back. As she immediately bowed and left the office, she realized that if her boss wasn't getting angry at Romane, she might have been fired for ogling her boss... She had seen it before.

Astrid watched the back of Ywvonne walk out and she felt her inner blood boil. She could only imagine the taste of that woman's blood... She looked to be a caviar in her eyes. An exquisite meal, a beautiful woman's blood and lust was something she could accept any time...

Astrid then cooled herself down by looking down at her phone. She had been getting urges quite often as late. Before she could go months without any many urges. While her body would gradually weaken, it wasn't a massive issue.

But now her body wouldn't weaken like in the past. But she instead had her urges more often. The taste of blood was like a drug for her. Very, very addictive. While the lust of another human being is shown to her... Was also addicting.

Was it as simple as that? No, but Astrid had found a very simple way to control herself. To act on her urges, not to keep her urges held back. As she experienced what would happen to her then. But rather to fall into the land of an addiction.

"Romane, if you aren't at the office in 20 minutes, you can pack your bags back to a tribe in Alaska." Lewis threatened when the phone finally went through. He noticed that there was some classical music in the background. Romane was probably on another date.

"That secretary of yours is quite interesting." Astrid commented as she didn't take her eyes away from her phone.

Lewis blinked in confusion. "Interesting how?" He didn't understand, he didn't see anything interesting in her. Only in Astrid was he interested in a woman.

Astrid merely smiled and didn't say anything. Making Lewis a little frustrated. So when Ywvonne opened the door with the two drinks in her hands. He kept a close watch on her.

Ywvonne felt her boss's gaze and tried to keep her calm. But hearing a subtly thanks from the mystery handsome man. She couldn't help but blush slightly.

Lewis had a storm growing within him. 'Is she trying to seduce Astrid? I will have her head disappeared from her body tomorrow morning.' Lewis completely misread the situation, thinking Astrid would never make moves to another woman... She was completely ignorant in innocent in the means of love after all.

Seeing Ywvonne run off again. Astrid gave a glance to Lewis. "Noticed it yet?" She asked, making a cold bucket of water pour over Lewis's back.

Lewis blinked. "Should there be something I notice?" He didn't understand, he couldn't see anything special...

Astrid shook her head. "No, nothing. There are only subtle things that you would be able to find. One would be that she is wearing an extremely expensive bottle of perfume, the other would be the tailored made shirt, that seems to be a couple sizes too small for her... That is to try and expose her breasts to you of course, they are quite adequate. Anyway, the pencil skirt is quite normal. But the heels she is wearing are a special edition only released to 50 people throughout the world. Of course, some of the richest and most powerful women got them 7 years ago. Here she is wearing them now although they aren't in fashion... So tell me, what is special about your secretary?"

Lewis was blown away. He was quite confused at the start. Perfume was something most women wore no? Then her wearing a tailored shirt would be expected considering her position, but the size would show that is was planning on seducing someone. Probably him.

But the heels... He had little if any interest in female fashion. Especially fashion from before he first met Astrid. But a secretary getting some of the rarest heels in the world? That wasn't normal...

Astrid then mixed the cream into her tea, slowly stirring she glanced back at Lewis. "In short, she probably comes from a large background, if she got through checks then it either bigger than yours. Or you didn't have enough influence to find anything out. The way she stood, held her head up when walking, her posture, everything screams an heiress. But the way she lowered herself in front of you screamed her being a maid. So I find her quite interesting." Astrid stopped stirring and sipped her tea. She looked down at the tea with subtle disgust in her eyes. And put it down, not touching it again.

"Oh... What do you think about her then?" Lewis wasn't interested at all. But since Astrid seemed to enjoy analyzing Ywvonne, he would just keep talking about it.

"Mmm, she seems to be a good worker. If she is employed here she must be doing something right, but still, I would take the liberty to look into her background." Lewis noticed the sharp look of disgust at the cup she showed, so he also took a sip of his own.

He then looked down at it with furrowed eyebrows. "I'll do that..." He put down the cup. Whoever made that drink was deserving to be fired.

Outside, Ywvonne sneezed. 'Mm, something must be talking bad of me.' She thought as she smiled back at her fellow female secretaries who looked at her with open jealousy.