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the master entertains guests.”
    “Sleep in?” Emma felt slightly panicky. “But not over weekends right? I did understand correctly that this job was week days only?”
    “That’s correct yes.”
    Emma immediately relaxed.
    “On weekends it’s only me and the chefs, no other staff members are allowed here over weekends. If there is entertainment over weekends, we usually get the help of caterers.”
    Emma nodded. “Sleeping in every once in a while during the week should not be a problem.”
    “Good.” Beth smiled. “Now let’s get to work.”
    It was seven thirty a.m. when Beth instructed Emma to take the tray of coffee to the dining room. Apparently coffee needed to be served at exactly seven thirty in this house.
    Just as she stepped into the foyer on her way to the dining room she heard voices coming from up the stairs.
    “We had an amazing time,” a woman said with a low, soft voice.
    “Oh yes we most certainly did,” a different voice said.
    “Well, ladies, I assure you I enjoyed myself immensely in your company last night.” She heard a man’s voice, a voice that sounded really, really familiar. And then a choir of giggles erupted as they came down the stairs from the second floor.
    Emma quickly stepped back out of sight and peeked around the corner. Their backs were turned to her as they walked toward the front door. There was a young man wearing sweatpants with no shirt, and his arms were draped around the waists of the two women that flanked him.
    One of the two women was walking barefoot while her shoes dangled from her fingers. The other one at least had the decency to put on her shoes.
    Well, Emma sure as hell recognized the aftermath of a threesome whenever she saw it. She immediately didn’t like this guy much, whoever he was.
    “I’ll call you lovely ladies later,” he murmured.
    Emma snorted. There was no way he would be calling them.
    “Nicholas,” a loud, hard voice boomed through the foyer. Emma gave a step back, not wanting anyone to know she was there. That voice scared the crap out of her.
    “Hello, Father,” the young man sneered. “It’s so good to know that you actually remember my name.”
    “Oh, stop with the sarcasm, Nicholas. Who were those two?”
    Emma peeked around the corner, her curiosity getting the better of her. The young man was still standing with his back to her, but she saw glimpses of the older man.
    “That was Tweedledee and Tweedledum.”
    “You don’t even know their names, do you?”
    The young man shrugged. “Those beautiful young ladies were my entertainment last night. First names weren’t required.”
    Even from where Emma stood she could hear the animosity between the two men.
    “When will you stop behaving like a horny teenager, Nicholas?”
    “When you actually start behaving like a father, I guess. So that would probably be never. ”
    “Grow up, would you. You cannot continue living this reckless lifestyle of yours.”
    “Give it a rest, Dad.” The guy pulled his hand through his disheveled hair. “I give you exactly what you need when it comes to the company, you don’t get to expect anything more of me.”
    “I expect you to act like an adult.”
    Emma leaned a little further, her curiosity piqued to see a glimpse of this Nicholas guy.
    “Whatever. I’m going to get ready for work.”
    Emma wasn’t ready for him to leave, she needed to see him. Deciding that now was the time for her to cross the foyer to the dining room, she stepped around the corner…and then her heart stopped. It was like the world around her ceased to exist and she had lost all her senses except sight as she stared at the face she had seen in her mind since Saturday night.
    It was Mr. Blake, her Mr. Blake, the Mr. Blake that almost seduced her during her own show. Emma lost her grip on the tray and everything crashed to the ground, the sound of shattering glass echoing through the foyer. The sound also managed to pull her out of her shocked stupor, and