The CEO’s Masked Secret Wife novel Chapter 83

83 Kinks, Crushes, and Karaoke Plans

83 Kinks, Crushes, and Karaoke Plans

## Levi’s POV

I couldn’t stop thinking about Hazel Vance.

Our lunch had been unexpectedly revealing—and not just because of her eyes, which were this incredible shade of green I’d never seen before. No, it was the way she’d handled that arrogant CEO, Sterling, with such quiet dignity. Most women I knew would have caused a scene, thrown water, or completely crumbled under that kind of

pressure.

But not Hazel.

I tapped my pen against my desk, smiling as I remembered her cool dismissal of Sterling’s possessive claim. The guy had practically pissed on her leg to mark his territory, announcing to everyone that he planned to marry her and adopt her kid. What an asshole.

But his loss was definitely my gain.

My phone buzzed with a message from Kyle.

KYLE: Dude. That chick from lunch? Scarlett’s friend? Total smoke show.

I rolled my eyes. Kyle had a way with words.

ME: Her name is Hazel. And yes, she’s beautiful.

KYLE: You calling dibs? Because if not…

ME: Back off. I’m interested.

Three dots appeared, then disappeared, then appeared again.

KYLE: Fine. The blonde friend is hot too.

That would be Chloe, the fierce protector of the group. I’d noticed how she positioned herself like a bodyguard when Sterling approached. She seemed like exactly Kyle’s type—a challenge who wouldn’t take his shit.

I leaned back in my chair, drumming my fingers on the desk. I needed to see Hazel

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again, and soon. Sterling clearly wasn’t backing down, and I didn’t want to give him time to worm his way back into her life. Men like him usually got what they wanted.

But not this time.

An idea struck me. I immediately texted Scarlett.

ME: What’s Hazel doing tomorrow night?

My sister replied almost instantly.

SCARLETT: Why do you want to know? ¿Ÿ’€

ME: Planning something. Group thing. You, me, the guys, Hazel, Chloe.

SCARLETT: She’s free as far as I know. Chloe’s watching Leo.

Perfect. I smiled and started texting the guys.

ME: Group dinner tomorrow night. Those girls from lunch. You in?

Jason responded first.

JASON: Hell yes. The redhead single?

Tom chimed in next.

TOM: Count me in. Kyle already told me about the blonde.

Kyle, of course, sent a string of inappropriate emojis that made me shake my head.

I returned to Scarlett’s thread.

ME: Dinner and karaoke tomorrow night? The guys are in.

SCARLETT: OMG yes! Hazel needs this. Chloe too. I’ll make sure they’re there.

ME: Great. Clean Slate at 7? They have private rooms.

SCARLETT: Perfect! Hazel loves to sing but only when she thinks no one’s watching.

I filed that information away, imagining her singing just for me. The thought made my heart beat faster.

My phone rang a few hours later, and Kyle’s name flashed on the screen. I accepted the video call, and his face appeared alongside Jason and Tom’s in separate windows.

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“So,” Kyle began with a wolfish grin, “we’re really doing this tomorrow? Because I need to know if I should cancel my backup plans with twins.”

I rolled my eyes. “There are no twins.”

“There could be,” Kyle insisted. “I’m very in demand.”

Jason snorted. “The only thing in demand about you is your PlayStation for game night.”

Tom, the quietest of our group, leaned forward. “Are we sure these girls are even interested? That lunch was weird, with her ex showing up.”

“Scarlett says they’re coming,” I assured them. “And trust me, Hazel is definitely not getting back with Sterling. You saw how she shut him down.”

“I don’t know,” Jason said skeptically. “That was some serious sexual tension.”

“Exactly,” I said. “Sexual. Not emotional. He fucked up, and she knows it.”

Kyle’s grin widened. “Speaking of fucking up, we need to establish ground rules for tomorrow. Jason, you interested in the redhead—what’s her name?”

“Scarlett,” I said. “And watch it. That’s my sister.”

Jason held up his hands defensively. “Hey, I respect her. She’s smart and gorgeous.”

“And completely out of your league,” I added.

“We’ll see about that,” Jason replied with a confident smile.

Tom cleared his throat. “So Kyle wants the blonde—”

“Chloe,” I supplied.

“Right, Chloe. And you want Hazel,” Tom continued. “What about me?”

“Didn’t you just start seeing someone?” I asked.

Tom shrugged. “We’re not exclusive. She knows I like to watch sometimes.”

Kyle burst out laughing. “Your kinks, man. They never cease to amaze me.”

“Says the guy who likes to be tied up,” Tom shot back.

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“Hey, don’t knock it till you’ve tried it,” Kyle defended. “Some women really know how

to take control.”

I shook my head, amused at their openness. We’d been friends since college, and there were no secrets between us about our preferences.

“Look, just be yourselves tomorrow,” I advised. “These women aren’t typical club. hookups. They’re smart, they have careers, and they’ve been through some shit.”

“Especially Hazel,” Jason noted. “Single mom, ex-boyfriend drama, boss problems…”

“Former boss,” I corrected. “And that’s exactly why I’m interested. She’s got depth.”

Kyle tilted his head. “And it has nothing to do with the fact that she’s fucking gorgeous and clearly drove Sterling nuts with jealousy?”

I smiled. “That’s just a bonus.

Tom’s expression grew serious. “Just so we’re clear though—if any of us make a connection, the others back off, right? Standard bro code?”

“Absolutely, I agreed.

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