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Chapter 6

The next morning Sydney woke early, even after a restless nights sleep. Why can't I stop thinking about him? Sydney was ready to scream, he had plagued her dreams and thoughts all night, she could still feel his lips as they brushed her hand. Walking down to breakfast, she could only hope that she could convince her aunt that one day was a long enough holiday and that she could start and look for another teaching position.

"Good morning" Sydney greatly brightly as she entered the lavish dining room that her aunt insisted that they use. It didn't matter whether there was one person or 50 people they always dined in the formal dining room.

"Morning darling, did you sleep well?" her aunt greeted while browsing the morning paper.

"Yes thank you"

Katya nodded in acknowledgement

"Have you considered Mr Sark's offer?" Her aunt broke the silence.

"WHAT?" Sydney screamed

"Sydney" Her aunt admonished at her outburst

"Sorry" Sydney mumbled

"Mr Sark enquired after he saw you at the party and was after a language teacher for his daughter Anastasia, I merely recommended your services. He's quite a industrious young man and not too bad on the eyes either" Her aunt winked at her.

"Aunt Katya" Sydney couldn't believe her aunt was saying he was good looking.

"I may be old Sydney, but I'm not blind." Katya said as she put down the paper completely giving Sydney her full attention.

Sydney sighed the way her aunt was currently looking at her, there was no way she was going to drop the conversation.

"I'm going to say no" Sydney cringed waiting for the backlash

"But why darling? You would be working for a good family, not only that but you would stay in such comfort and luxury even more so than what I have here."

Sydney's mind was on overdrive her aunt Katya was one of the most wealthy families in Russia and owned a prestigious mansion that was one of the most renowned in Europe and here she was saying that Mr Sark had a bigger house.

"But aunt Katya I was hoping to get a job here in Russia so I could spend some more time with you." Sydney knew this was only half true after her last job and the run in with Mr Sark and his daughter she was left craving what was left of her family.

"All the more reason to take the job dear. Mr Sark spends half the year in England and half the year here in Russia and Christmas is spent in his home town of Galway."

Finally giving realising that her aunt wasn't going to let up

"I'll think about it" was all Sydney could say.

"Well you better hurry dear, Mr Sark and his darling Anastasia will be here for lunch."

Sydney just nodded, she couldn't speak she was going to have to see him again and knowing her aunt she'd convince her to take the job. The bright side of this was she was going to see Anna again.

Sydney spent the morning making a list of the pros and cons of taking the job with the cocky Mr Sark and so far the cons outweighed the pros a large downside being Mr Sark himself.

Making her way towards the dining room where she say Alexander speaking on the phone.

"Good afternoon, Miss Sydney, Mr Sark will be arriving in about 15 minutes."

"Thanks Alex, I'm just going to change."

Making her way back towards her room, Sydney mentally scanned her closet, wondering what exactly was appropriate for a meeting with the devil and his daughter.

Slipping on her favourite pair of dark denim jeans and a red button up shirt, Sydney brushed her hair up into a high pony tail. Looking in the mirror, she decided that it was formal enough that it wouldn't offend her aunt, yet casual enough to let the Mr Sark know that she wasn't out to impress him. Smiling in satisfaction Sydney headed downstairs where she was looking forward to seeing Anna again.

"Miss Sydney" Anna called in an excited tone, running to greet Sydney as she made her way down the stairs.

"Anna" Sydney hugged her as she reached the bottom of the stairs.

Straightening back up Sydney greeted Sark with a nod of her head. "Mr Sark"

"Miss Bristow" Sark acknowledged her in a similar manner.

"Please excuse me ladies I must discuss business with Ms Derevko before lunch" with that Sark left the room and headed towards Katya's office.

"Miss Sydney we must talk" Anna broke the silence sounding very series for such a small girl.

"What is it Anna?" Sydney was concerned.

"You have to come and stay with me…….please" Anna looked up at Sydney a pleading look in her bright blue eyes.

Sydney was about to respond before she was cut off by an enthusiastic Anna.

"Daddy said that if you come and stay with me and teach me I won't have to go to boarding school." Anna was all but jumping up and down in excitement at this point.

Sydney looked down at the girl, she really did care for the girl and if it meant she could save one person from the horrors of boarding school then maybe it was worth it to suffer the over bearing father, plus he probably spent most of his time away on business. Plus the puppy dog look Anna was giving her, her bright blue eyes shinning in anticipation, she really couldn't say no.

Sydney signed "ok"

Anna squealed hugging Sydney tightly "we are going to have so much fun"

"yeah" Sydney let out not nearly as enthusiastic as Anna. Why does it feel like I just agreed to so much more Sydney thought.

As if he knew she was thinking about him Sark appeared at the door way wondering what all the squealing was about. Before Sydney could open her mouth Anna ran up to her father telling him in excited tones.

"Sydney is going to come and stay with me daddy! Isn't it great daddy, now I don't have to go to that horrible boarding school." Anna finished with a pout.

Sark cocked an eyebrow at Sydney as he spoke. "That's wonderful sweets, and when would Miss Bristow be joining us?"

"Sydney will join you tomorrow morning when you go back to England." Katya answered for her from behind.

Sydney was sure her jaw was on the floor. Arrange my life why don't you. Too shocked to speak or even move until Anna pulled on her hand and lead her into the dining room where Anna talked non stop about all the things they could do together. Sydney nodded at the appropriate times, too afraid to speak for fear nothing would come out.

Sydney went to bed that night too exhausted to even move the covers back, collapsing on the comforter she fell asleep hoping that when she woke up in the morning that it was all a horrible dream.