A girl bewitched

Loving him meant heartbreak for sure!
Lisa's letters to her cousin Emma were full of glowing details about the new man in her life, Trent Marston. Then Lisa suddenly decided to marry Richard Southall. What had happened?
All Emma had to do was meet Trent Marston to know. He was the callous, self-centered type who merely amused himself with women's affections. And her dear uncle had hired this man to manage the family firm!
How was Emma going to cope with working for him... and loving him?

"Did my uncle put me in your charge?"
Trent's maddeningly enigmatic smile appeared again. "Why are you so concerned about my motives for coming? Would you believe I fell madly in love with you at first sight and can't keep away from you?"
"Don't be absurd," Emma answered crossly.
"Well then, I'll have to think up some other reason, won't I?" Trent sighed heavily.
Emma changed the subject. "Tell me about Mexico."
He smiled at her, that dark devilish smile. "Mexico," he said, "should be experienced, rather than talked about. Like love."
"I don't want to talk about love," she snapped, then choked on the highly seasoned soup she was eating.
"Too hot for you?" he mocked, and as she met his innocent gaze with fury in her eyes, he added, "The soup, I mean, of course.