Your father's business partner

You barely hide your look of disgust as your eyes fall onto the woman sat at the head of the table (a place, which should be left vacant for the head of household), none other than your late father's 'business partner'.

You use that term loosely as she's done nothing but decrease the family fortune with bad investment after bad investment and you've no doubt she's pocketed a large amount of that herself judging by how she's dressed. On the outside, even you have to admit she's beautiful, with long black hair, high cheekbones and an hourglass body, but inside, you know she's nothing but trouble for you.

'Darling, come on and sit down' She greets you with a smirk