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Jax storht for the wet bar didn’t help matters

He poured himself a brandy and then turned to Lex “You didn’t tellYou said beautiful” He sipped, clenched his jaw, then added, “Not fucking breathtaking, for Christ’s sake”

Lex grinned “So, you met Lily”

“Met is not exactly the word I’d use Instantly lusted after is much more appropriate Jesus She’sah, fuck” He downed a big gulp Stalked over to the wall of doors and s Stared out at the bay below

Lex said, “I thought I’d leave it to you to get the full effect of her I was shocked by her beauty, too Pleasantly so I’s , with us Since her primary responsibility is this floor”

Spinning around, Jax said, “I was thinking of telling Greta to fire her”

Lex dropped his fancy silver Montblanc pencil on the papers resting on the ledge of his piano, where he sat He stared at his longti the troubled tone

Jax looked deeply disturbed And highly aroused Lex recognized the signs He’d seen those eh when they’d been with Katarina, either darkening or lighting his otherwise pewter-colored eyes, depending on the situation

“This is unexpected, yes,” Lex conceded “But she’s here, Jax And Greta carefully vetted all the applicants Liliana Hart was a shoo-in given her fa her the ropes was a piece of cake because Lily caught on so quickly You really want to send her away?”

Jax sipped so, “Wait’ll she co in the kitchen to help out and kill tione She is an absolute hot es on her face And it’s da disaster”

Ah, that word

Disaster

Jax had used it on purpose

Going back to his arrangement, Lex simply said, “She’s not Katarina Don’t doom her from the start”

But even as he tried to placate Jax, Lex felt dread skulk around the fringes They’d both been thrown for one hell of a loop the evening Katarina Karlsson had joined the orchestra in Stockhol after they’d celebrated their twentieth birthdays The delicate blond-haired Swedish singer had mesmerized them with her ice-blue eyes, soft smile, and pure, crystalline voice that seeped into one’s soul and stayed there forever