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Levi shook his head as he took a bite of a cookie. “Cookies are the only thing I’m capable of making. Pierre is trying to teach me to cook when he has time, but it’s hard given our busy schedules.” Bringing his cookie to his lips once more, he took a bite and stared at it. “Plus, Matteo’s nervous that I’ll burn down the place, so he limits the amount of time I’m allowed in the kitchen.”

Chase couldn’t help but laugh at his last comment.

“A menace in the kitchen, are ya?”

“I’ll be the first to admit that my skills do not involve a kitchen. But as long as I’m with Pierre, everyone is safe in the mansion.”

Seeing this playful side of Levi was refreshing. Not only was the man sexy as sin, but he was also sweet, funny, and seemed to care about the people around him. He hoped that he would get the opportunity to get to know more of this fascinating creature sitting before him.

An hour later, they had polished off the plate of cookies and were still laughing on the couch. Talking with Levi was so relaxing and easy. Chase had never felt so comfortable sitting around and chatting with someone, especially in his underwear.

Levi placed his hand in front of his mouth and tried to cover the yawn that escaped him.

“I guess it’s time for me to get back to my room and get some sleep. Sorry again for waking you,” Levi said as he walked toward the door carrying the empty plate.

“Being woken up by a cute guy carrying a plate of cookies is every guy’s greatest fantasy,” Chase joked as they reached the door.

Another gorgeous smile spread across Levi’s face.

“You’re not like the other guys who visit this place. There’s something very sweet about you,” Levi said as he leaned in to kiss Chase’s cheek.

Chase couldn’t help but smile. He had been called many things over the years, but sweet was not one of them.

“Thanks again for sharing your cookies. You’ve now ruined store-bought cookies for me forever.”

They both chuckled.

“Night, handsome.”

“Night, sexy.”

And with that final goodbye, Chase closed the door and breathed in. He could still smell the wonderous scent of Levi’s skin cream. Fuck, he wanted to mount that boy and ram into him all night long.

He felt his dick plump up at that thought.

9

CHASE

The next day, Chase slipped out of the mansion and headed into the city to meet with Marc and Alex. He wanted to give them a recap of his first day at the château and give them the heads up that he would be staying for the remainder of the weekend as Matteo’s guest.

Marc wasn’t too pleased with the number of questions Matteo had asked Chase, especially those questioning the validity of his backstory. It appeared that Matteo was not just another ignorant fool who was only focused on making money and getting his dick sucked. The man was intelligent and knew how to sniff out bullshit when he heard it.

“You’re going to have to be more careful around the man. Try to avoid giving him specific details when answering his questions, and if you ever get stuck, try switching the conversation back toward the topic of naked men and sex. Most guys who visit that place are there just for the cocks, not to chat with the owner. So, he shouldn’t be too suspicious if you keep changing the focus of the conversation.”

“Don’t forget I worked homicide. I know how to talk my way out of a corner and keep a cover. You hired me for my skills, remember?” Chase reminded Marc.

He was coming to realize that his boss was a bit of a control freak and overanalyzed everything. If Marc hadn’t been so busy with all the names in the journal, he probably would have tried to handle all these cases on his own.

Raising his hands in defeat, Marc nodded. “Yup, sorry. You’re right. Alex keeps telling me I need to step back and start trusting people and their abilities.”

And that was how they left off. It wasn’t until mid-afternoon when Chase finally returned to the château. He used the excuse that he had done a bit of sightseeing before changing into his barely-there swimsuit and making his way out to the pool. Another afternoon of sunbathing was perfect. He found most men were chatty when relaxed and had a drink in their hands.

For the remainder of the day, he chatted with guests, spoke with dancers, and even roamed the hallways when no one was looking. The place was massive, and Chase began wondering just how rich Matteo really was. Was this all inherited family money, or was there a buttload of money in selling your body for sex, and he was just too stupid to take the easy street? He had the body. He had the dick. If this thing with Marc doesn’t work out, perhaps he should see if Matteo is hiring.

As the sun began to set and Chase enjoyed his five-star dinner, he kept scanning the room, hoping to spot… him. That bashful smile masked behind that cocky attitude. He was beginning to realize that there were many layers to Levi—a sweet, vulnerable young man who liked to bake cookies and share with his friends and a confident, striking Vixen who owned the stage and ruled the night.

At around eleven p.m., he ducked into the main entertainment room and scanned the crowd. It didn’t take Chase long to spot Levi, who was dancing on a riser, wearing skimpy black briefs with a hot pink mesh top.

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