Season 1—Seduction—Episode 6

“Security is always of utmost importance,” Greta asserted, pulling Lily from her errant ideations.

“As are appearances,” Lily said, giving a quick nod. “If they want the hired help glammed to the max, so be it.”

“Precisely.”

Another thought occurred to her. “Will Mr. Alexander and Mr. Sterling be playing this evening? For their friends?”

“No,” Greta told her. “They’re adamant about it. Lily, the only two people allowed in their wing while they’re working are you and me. Doesn’t that tell you all you need to know? They’re not ready for a big reveal. Or even a small one.”

“But the music I hear every night is so beautiful, it nearly makes me cry.”

“This situation with them is not for you to judge. Understand?”

“Right. Creative geniuses will decide when they’ve reached their pinnacle. But they should at least be aware they’ve left spellbound fans in their wake.”

Greta grinned. “You can tell them that.”

“But it won’t sway them to play publicly before they’re ready to hit the studio?”

“Not that I’m aware of. Now I have other business. Call me if you need anything during the party. I’ll mostly be here in the kitchen or my office, but I’ll also keep an eye on things on the patio and event lawn as much as I can.”

“I promise I can handle this. Please don’t worry.”

Lily returned to the second floor to unpack her belongings in her new suite. An opulent and spacious one at that. Not servants’ quarters by any stretch of the imagination. This was a lavishly appointed guest room. And Lily loved every square foot of it, including the oversized tub she could practically dive into. She’d make excellent use of it every chance she got.

When she was all settled in, she approached the California king bed and the garment bag lying on top of it, along with a smaller box and a tote with “Prada” stamped across it. First, she unzipped the garment bag, peeled back the flaps, and gasped at the spectacular black satin strapless dress inside. She carefully released the clasps on the hanger, walked over to the corner with the full-length mirror, and held the dress against her body.

It had a deep split in the bodice at her breasts and a short hem. Very sleek and sophisticated, if not a bit risqué. A mischievous ripple ran through her. She wouldn’t be opposed to leaving two jaws on the floor this evening—Jax’s and Lex’s.

Next, she peered inside the tote and found heels to match at a reasonable three inches—she was serving this evening, after all.

Then her gaze landed on the Cartier box.

Oh, boy.

Lily didn’t wear much jewelry as a rule. Just a pair of princess-cut earrings. Cubic zirconia all the way. There’d never been much point to bracelets, because they could get caught on something when she was waiting tables. Plus, given the number of times she washed her hands during her work shifts, it would be inconvenient to remove rings.

Even when she hung out with friends, she kept to the minimalistic style.

She knew, though, that whatever was inside this black velvet box with the elegant gold script would be dazzling.

She steeled herself for it. Opened the lid.

“Oh, Jesus!” she blurted. Then outright gaped as her heart pounded.

The necklace was all diamonds. Round stones that would circle her neck and rest at her collarbone. There was also a matching bracelet.

Lily continued to gawk, completely taken aback, despite having expected something extravagant to go with the dress. And because Jax and Lex seemed to enjoy the absolute best of the best—of everything. No matter the cost.

Lily had no delusions this set came with a lofty price tag regardless of it being just a loaner. There had to be a huge insurance policy on the gems, even with security to ensure they didn’t disappear this evening.

Her fingertips lightly skated over the diamonds. They sparkled brilliantly. And had to be worth a mint.

She was going to be wearing them?

A thrill shot down her spine.

Cinderella to the extreme.

Lily forced herself to shut the lid or she’d never stop gazing, positively stunned, at the most astounding jewelry she’d ever seen in real life.

Do not get caught up in the fairy tale.

Her job was to impress tonight’s VIPs. That was what the decadence was all about.

Though another notion percolated in the back of her brain. Lex and Jax knew she’d grown up surrounded by high society in River Cross and she would now be serving many of those people, as her father always had. Were the two men concerned about the persona she projected this evening only for their benefit—or was it also for hers? So that Lily could be somewhat “on par” with her billionaire friends, at least in this one instance?

It was an interesting concept to ponder and one that touched her heart.

Her bosses were constantly engrossed in their work and yet . . . They seemed to be acutely aware of Lily on levels that went beyond employer/employee.

And that enticed her.

But she still had her own work to focus on. So she placed the box in the safe in her dressing room until the party, as instructed by Greta. Then Lily collected the iPad and headed into the music room, where she checked the stock in the butler’s pantry and placed an order with the house manager via the checklist on her tablet.

Unfortunately for Lily, she couldn’t keep the fantasies of her getting off both Lex and Jax from continually revisiting her . . .

~ * * * ~

Ah, New Year’s Eve.

An entire year had rolled by and Lex had grown accustomed to living in Bayfront. Enjoyed the coastal town and its residents. In fact, he was considering putting his Park Avenue apartment on the market. Once he and Jax nailed down these compositions, they’d spend a few months in New York while recording the CD and performing at various venues, such as Carnegie Hall. Then he and Jax would be off on an international tour. So there wasn’t much point in keeping the expensive pad in Manhattan, following the CDs debut.

Hell, after the tour, Lex just might return to Bayfront instead of the East Coast. Jax had already told him to stay in the mansion as long as he wanted. Given the vast space that only Jax and his house staff would be occupying, it made sense. And Greta would still be here.

Lily, however, would be long gone. He frowned at the thought. She’d been at the estate just shy of a week, and already Lex and Jax were accustomed to having her around. Thrived in her company and were infinitely more productive because of her exuberance and vitality.

So much so, Lex had been hearing some different melodies in his head. Other pieces for a CD separate from the one he and Jax currently worked on. But he couldn’t delve too deep into that at the moment. His concentration needed to remain on his collaboration with Jax.

Admittedly, it was a bit challenging—as well as refreshing—to now be thinking a couple of steps ahead of this project so that he could look forward to the future. He’d been stagnant of late. But then a beautiful woman with a vivacious smile had supercharged him.

Lex grinned as he thought of Lily while peeling off his workout tank and shorts. He’d dated plenty of gorgeous ladies in his time, yet this one piqued his interest more intensely. Not just in a physical sense—though naturally there was that. In spades. But he was also curious about who she was, what her goals were, how she managed to be professional and personable at the same time.

He cranked on the double massaging showerheads and stepped under the hot spray as he wondered if Lily had picked up on the fact that he and Jax were turned on by her. He was dying to know how she’d respond if she was “conveniently” made aware they possessed a knack for pleasuring one woman at the same time.

Working in tandem to make Lily come would be one hell of an erotic adventure. And as he lathered up, Lex found it easier than ever before to conjure a ménage scenario . . . This one starring Lily Hart, naked and standing between him and Jax, also stripped bare. Lex behind her, palming her breasts and squeezing roughly as the sexual tension and yearnings arced among the three of them. His thumbs whisking over her nipples, pebbling them tight. Making her moan. And Jax at her front, rubbing her clit as Lex pumped into her pussy.

His sudsy hand glided over his cock as he conjured mental images of him and Jax taking turns with her while she whimpered and begged for more. Adrenaline coursed through him and he fisted his shaft, stroking heartily as he envisioned her luscious body quaking while they pushed her to the edge. Jax telling him to fuck her harder, Lily pleading for it, and Lex’s cock driving deep until she screamed his name and her cream coated him.

“Fuck,” he ground out while he fantasized about what it would feel like to come inside her, filling her with his hot seed—as he exploded in reality.

And decided it was time to take action.