Kieran, Knight—leaned against the frame of the bed room door. About four maids were inside, clothes and shoes scattered across the floor like a storm had passed. They were all gathered around Genesis, who stood in front of the large mirror, flushed and flustered as the women fussed over her.

“You look so gorgeous,” one of the maids cooed, brushing through Genesis’s long hair. Her cheeks went red, unaware that another set of eyes was already locked onto her from the doorway.

“I wonder how the boss is going to react when he sees you,” another giggled.

Genesis glanced down at herself, uneasy. The dress was revealing—dangerously so. It clung...