Their Greatest Treasure [Power Surge: The Billionaire Club 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixiw Lynn Dwyer

  “Hidden Treasures, huh?” Riker asked.

  “No,” Nash responded.

  Chastity was surprised at Nash’s tone. “Why?” she asked.

  “No. The Jewelry Box has meaning.”

  “Nash, she’s gone, and really, we never liked that name. It wasn’t how we envisioned our place,” Riker replied.

  Chastity wondered what they meant by “she’s gone.”

  “Why don’t you two discuss it? I think you’ll find that the name is just as important as the changes and what is now being offered here. Throughout the restaurant and club there are hidden treasures. Just like this table with the hidden grill, there are other secret compartments around. Some offer tokens for free drinks or discounted meals, and others offer gorgeous pictures or illusions to be admired. You’ll see tomorrow, as you both get to experience some of the things we’re working on. I’ll leave you two alone, and I’ll be in the kitchen going over the recipes for the new menu.”

  * * * *

  Nash ran his fingers through his hair.

  “What the hell is wrong with you? I kind of like the name,” Riker stated.

  Nash turned to stare at his brother as if shocked by his statement. Riker was checking out the grill.

  “That name was Maggie’s idea.”

  Riker looked up from the grill. “No it wasn’t. She wasn’t even into picking out a name. She threw that one out there and you grabbed onto it.”

  “It’s all we have left of her.”

  “It’s time to move on, Nash. It wasn’t like we were married to her.”

  “You never could admit that you loved her. You always held back.”

  “Fuck, Nash, I’m not having this argument out with you here in the middle of the fucking club. You want to get it all out? Then fine, let’s go upstairs and talk about it. She controlled you. She wanted to have sex with both of us, and it was good. Did I love her? I don’t know. When she died, because of that fucking case and no-name, no-face drug operation, was I pissed off? Hell yeah. She was beautiful, and we shared a lot of time together, but she’s dead. Two fucking years, Nash. I think it’s more than time to move on.”

  Riker walked away and Nash stood there filled with annoyance.

  He stomped toward the kitchen, but as he entered, there was Chastity with the new kitchen staff mixed with a few of the old ones, and she had their full attention. He heard the excitement in her voice and saw their enthusiasm toward her ideas. She was a gorgeous woman. There was no denying the attraction, and holding her on the ladder was torture. The scent of her perfume and his dick shoved hard against his zipper demanding release was crazy.

  Perhaps if he were finally able to let go for a bit, he could see himself letting go with Chastity.

  Chapter 5

  Chastity was sitting at the bar with Adelina. She was the club manager for The Phantom, and they had become friends while Chastity redid the menu.

  “So, tell me the truth, how difficult is it to work for Nash and Riker?” Adelina asked.

  Chastity took a sip from her martini. “They’re fine.”

  “Honey, they are more than fine. Those two hot men are sought after by so many women. Riker is such a ladies’ man, and his twin, Nash, a total silent, brooding type. The ladies go crazy for them when they come around on Wednesday nights.”

  “They come here on Wednesday nights?” Chastity asked, realizing that was what tonight was. Her expression must have revealed her interest and concern as Adelina laughed.

  “You like them, huh?”

  “No. Absolutely not. Been there, done that. Men with money, good looks, and women practically throwing themselves at them is not my type at all.”

  “It was your thing months ago. Desi is an attractive man.”

  “Don’t bring that asshole up. He has been hounding me to get back together.”

  Adelina took on a serious expression. “Is he stalking you? I mean harassing you? Because I know people.”

  Chastity smiled. “I can handle it. I just don’t know why he keeps coming around. He cheated on me. I would never take him back. Besides, his friend Luke creeps me out. I swear I think Luke is into something dangerous and illegal.”

  “That wouldn’t surprise me at all. So how is the remodeling going over there? What’s the new place going to look like?” Adelina asked, just as Jett came up behind her.

  “Hey, Adelina, we’re going to be in the back for a bit, could you let me know when Natalie gets here? I’m going to need to cancel our date tonight.”

  “Sure thing boss,” Adelina stated as Jett let his hand caress along her waist. He winked then walked away.

  Adelina remained staring at him.

  “When are you going to make a move?” Chastity asked.

  “What?” Adelina looked back at her pretending as if she didn’t know what Chastity was talking about.

  “You like him.”

  “I like Flynn, too. That’s the problem. They both aren’t attracted to me.”

  “Why not take a chance?”

  “And risk getting fired? I don’t think so. Those two pay good money.”

  “I bet you’re wrong. Maybe just getting some alone time with them would help.”

  “I’ve been alone with them, Chastity.”

  “Helping them into their beds upstairs after they’ve drunk too much is not alone time. Or helping them to dodge their lovers either.”

  “I don’t help them dodge their lovers.”

  “Oh, really? What are you going to tell Natalie when she shows up?”

  Adelina shrugged her shoulders. “Nothing. I’m not making a move. I’m not assertive like that.”

  Chastity completely understood her friend’s fear. She lived with that every day.

  Adelina reached to her waist and turned toward the bar as she began to speak with one of the employees a moment. Her cell phone was somehow connected to every employee in the place as well as to Flynn and Jett. It was awesome technology, created and installed by Jett and Flynn’s friends, Cash Corbin and Zane Heston.

  “Chastity?” She heard the voice and her entire body immediately went into protective mode. The nauseous, tight feeling in her belly and the fear gripped her insides.

  Turning slowly, she locked gazes with Desi.

  “I thought that was you. How are you, baby?” he asked then went to bend down to kiss her cheek. She moved to the side, causing him to stop, mid motion.

  “What are you doing here?” she asked.

  She looked at him. Bloodshot eyes, six feet tall, wide shoulders and deep brown eyes. His chiseled face gave an appearance of maturity and intensity. She wondered why she had fallen for his charms. He was a good-looking man, but he was a liar and a cheater. She needed to remember that.

  “The question is, what are you doing here? This isn’t exactly a great place for someone like you.” He reached up to touch a strand of her hair. She pushed his hand away.

  “Please leave, Desi. I don’t want to cause a scene.” She started to turn in her seat when he leaned over her back, placing his arms on either side of the bar, around her. She was closed in. His scent and his dominance were intimidating and scary. She feared this man. She got that instant creepy feeling whenever he was this close to her.

  “Then don’t cause one. Come with me. We’ll go somewhere where we can talk.”

  “No.”

  “Chastity, is everything okay?” Adelina asked, holding her fingers to the earpiece. Chastity knew she was talking with security or someone who could intervene.

  “Yes. Desi was just leaving.”

  Desi stared at Adelina. “Give us a minute, doll. Chastity and I have something to discuss.”

  He leaned forward and sniffed her hair, giving her the chills. When he gripped her shoulder hard, she tensed up and gasped. The warm breath against her ear sent shivers over her body.

  “This isn’t over. You can do this the hard way, but I guarantee, it won’t be pretty, Chastity. Be smart. Come back to me and we’ll work it ou
t. Come on now. Let’s go.”

  “No.” His threats and his tone brought tears to her eyes.

  “Is there a problem here?”

  She turned to see Jett and Flynn Greyson, along with two bouncers.

  Adelina crossed her arms in front of her chest. “I do believe that this gentleman was just leaving. Alone,” she added with attitude.

  “Sir, if you’ll please exit along with these gentlemen, it would be appreciated,” Flynn stated firmly.

  Desi caressed Chastity’s hair and whispered into her ear, “I’ll be in touch.”

  He stepped back and gave Flynn and Jett the once-over.

  “I was just leaving, and it has nothing to do with you,” he said then smirked at Jett and Flynn as if they were diddly-squat.

  Chastity watched Desi walk out with the two big bouncers following him. Adelina grabbed her hand and touched her shoulder.

  “Are you okay? Did he hurt you when he grabbed your shoulder?”

  “He touched her?”

  They both turned to look at Nash and Riker. Riker looked pissed off.

  “Oh God, how embarrassing.” Chastity turned away.

  “It’s fine. Don’t be embarrassed,” Adelina stated.

  “I think I should go now,” Chastity whispered.

  “No. Not yet. He could be waiting by your car for you. Who is this guy, Chastity?” Flynn asked. But when she looked up, Riker and Nash were moving closer and now stood directly in front of her. They stared down into her eyes, towering over her even though she was sitting on the high barstool.

  “Who is he?” Riker asked.

  “Riker, give her some space. We can have her escorted home in a little while. Let’s be sure to give the guy time to get the hell out of the area,” Flynn said.

  “We’ll take her home,” Nash stated.

  “I’ll drive her car, and Nash will follow,” Riker said.

  “No. Absolutely not. Flynn, call Colt. Tell him that I need him.”

  “Colt? You’re seeing him?” Riker asked, sounding annoyed.

  “Listen, this is embarrassing enough. Please don’t ask me questions. You’re clients. It stops there.” She slid down off of the barstool. She fixed her skirt, and then she saw him reach for her chin and slowly looked up, locking gazes with Riker. Did she want him to touch her? He was just being concerned. She must have looked fearful, because he pulled back.

  “Did he touch you?”

  This was so not appropriate. God, I’m making a mess of things.

  She took a deep breath and turned her face slowly away from him. But he stepped closer and placed his hand on her hip as he leaned his mouth toward her ear.

  “You’re shaking, and I know he scared you. You can trust us.”

  She felt Riker’s fingers stroke her hipbone and then he released her, and then stepped back. He must have sensed her uneasiness after Desi’s harassment.

  Now Nash was standing beside her looking her over.

  The sexual tension between the three of them was phenomenal. Two of the sexiest, best-looking twins she’d ever laid eyes on were staring at her with concern and desire. She knew that look, and it shocked her that it was double and that she was aroused by the possibilities.

  “Hey, Colt is clear across town. It will take him over an hour to get here. Can you stay put? Or do you want to go to his place? He said that you know the code to get in,” Flynn stated.

  Both Riker and Nash looked upset, but they stepped away from her.

  She took the reprieve even though Flynn’s statement made it sound like she did have a thing going on with Colt. That was the bit of space she needed.

  “Let him know that I’ll be at his place. Waiting for him.” Flynn widened his eyes and stepped away as Nash and Riker just stared at her.

  * * * *

  Nash didn’t know why he was so aggravated and disappointed that Colt and Chastity were an item. He hadn’t dated in years, and hadn’t slept with a woman in just as long. So why was he gripping the steering wheel so tight as he drove Chastity to Colt’s penthouse? He wished he knew what Riker was thinking. But he couldn’t ask him. Instead he stole a peek to the passenger side of the Range Rover and saw Riker staring straight ahead.

  When they arrived at the building, the doorman knew Chastity, and she knew all the codes to get into the place. She was quite familiar with the elevator code for the penthouse suite, and then the code to get inside.

  She walked through the main living room area and clapped her hands to illuminate the room.

  Turning around to face them, she had a look of pure fear.

  “Well, thank you for driving me and for following me up here. I’m good now. I’ll just wait for Colt to get here.” She took a step toward them.

  Nash still couldn’t believe that she was with Colt. Colt seemed so not her type, and also not very macho. Maybe it was just jealousy.

  “Maybe we should wait until he gets here,” Nash said then walked deeper into the room.

  “No. You should go. I’ll be fine,” she said, turning toward Nash as he passed her and headed to sit down.

  “Who was that guy at the bar? Ex-boyfriend?” Riker asked her then took her hand and moved closer to her.

  Nash watched, wondering if his brother was actually going to make a move. They knew Colt. He was a friend of Flynn and Jett. That was also besides the fact that they stood in her boyfriend’s penthouse and waited for his arrival.

  “I told you not to worry. It’s none of your business, Riker.”

  Riker reached up and touched her cheek. She stepped back and lowered her eyes. Riker placed his hands on his waist.

  “I’m worried, Chastity. He was a big man and he hurt you.”

  She shook her head.

  “He did hurt you. Jett and Flynn brought you up on camera in the back room where we were.”

  “We saw him grab your shoulder.” Nash moved in behind her. He slowly reached down and touched her shoulder from behind her.

  Chastity flinched.

  Riker widened his eyes in anger.

  “The fucker did hurt you.”

  “Please, Riker. This isn’t right. I’m embarrassed enough as is. This isn’t any of your concern.”

  Riker placed his finger over her lips.

  “The moment I saw his hands on you, the second I witnessed him hurt you, and saw the fear on your face, it became my business.”

  Nash stepped closer to her back. He pressed his body snuggly against hers.

  “And mine, too.”

  She shook her head as if trying to deny the attraction they were feeling.

  Could she not feel the chemistry between the three of them? This is what he and Riker had wanted to have with the perfect woman. He had thought that Maggie was the one, but after Riker’s admission days ago, Nash realized that Riker didn’t feel the same way.

  “Please. I don’t want to cause any trouble. I’m working for the both of you.”

  “Don’t you feel the attraction between us?” Riker asked.

  She took a deep breath and then released it.

  “Yes, of course I do. But Mr. Riley, it wouldn’t be—”

  Riker cupped her cheeks between his hands and stared down into her face. “I think it’s time you start calling me Riker.”

  “Oh God. This isn’t a good idea. Colt will be here any minute.”

  “It should take him at least another fifteen minutes or so to get here,” Riker said.

  “Are you seeing him?” Nash found himself asking. He was shocked at how pissed-off he got, just thinking that she was with Colt.

  “It’s really none of your business.”

  “We’re making it our business,” Riker added.

  “Is this what you two do? You push your way into a woman’s business and try to seduce her to do what you want? I’m not falling for your flirtatious ways, Riker. I saw the club and the booths. You said they were your idea. Maybe that’s the type of women you’re used to. I’m not like that.”

  “Chastit
y, you have no idea who we are or what we’re made of. Does our experience intimidate you?” Riker asked as he stroked her one cheek with his finger. He trailed it down her lips, then to her throat.

  “Riker?”

  “Can I kiss you, Chastity?”

  “Riker.” she whispered and he leaned down, and as his lips came closer, she closed her eyes. She wanted to feel his lips on her. She wanted to see if this attraction to him and his brother went deeper, just like Riker hoped it did. She allowed it, and he made his move, giving her the time she needed to turn away or turn him down.

  Nash watched as Riker leaned down and began kissing Chastity.

  * * * *

  Riker didn’t know what came over him. Her perfume, her sexy dress, her classy body, or perhaps the fact that some shithead tried to hurt her? He wasn’t sure, but he knew he had the urge to protect her and to get to know her in every way. He wanted her under him, naked and in his bed. He wanted to run his fingers through her golden locks and get lost in her blue eyes. He wasn’t even drunk. Except, maybe drunk on his attraction to Chastity.

  He delved his tongue deeper and felt her hands against his chest as he explored her mouth. He kept a hand against her lower back and used his other hand to cup the back of her head.

  He wanted to imprint his kiss in her mind and to her soul.

  She moaned softly, and it was music to his ears. Then he felt her pulling back, and he knew she needed to slow things down. As they parted lips, he locked gazes with her and the soft, swollen lips he’d devoured moments ago.

  “Damn, woman, you sure are tasty.”

  She shyly looked down and kept her hands against his chest.

  Then Nash used the back of his hand and knuckles to caress her cheek. She turned toward him, and Riker could feel her shaking.

  “I haven’t kissed a woman in a long time, Chastity. It’s been forever,” he admitted, and Riker’s chest tightened. His brother had suffered terribly when Maggie had died. It took months to get him to join civilization again. He truly felt at fault.

  “I’ve never been kissed like Riker just kissed me. Two men have never kissed me consecutively. It’s unnerving.”