She Used Me for a Dare… Now I Own Her Mother

Chapter 393: Room Service(2)

"Hello," Alex said with a small, knowing smile, as if he could read every filthy thought crossing her mind.

Lydia’s cheeks flushed instantly. She quickly composed herself, forcing her professional mask back into place. ’Don’t overreact. Don’t stare. If you act desperate, you’ll be thrown out immediately.’

She straightened her posture, tilting her head slightly in a submissive yet elegant manner.

"Good evening, sir," she greeted smoothly, her voice warm and respectful despite the flutter in her chest. "Your room service has arrived. May I bring it in and set everything up for you?"

Inside her head, a calculated voice took over:

’Stay calm. Act submissive. Observe them carefully first—their dynamic, what he likes, how she behaves. Then mold yourself into exactly what he wants. Only then will he have no choice but to notice you.’

She kept her expression perfectly polite while her mind raced with possibilities.

Alex looked at her carefully, noting the nervous flush on her face, the slight tremble in her fingers, and the way her cheeks had turned a soft pink.

His gaze slowly lowered to her crisp white blouse. The top two buttons undone, and the soft swell of her breasts was subtly visible, peeking from the open collar.

A slow, amused smile curved his lips.

"You really prepared well, haven’t you?" he teased, his eyes flicking deliberately from her chest back up to her face.

Lydia felt a rush of heat, but she didn’t look away. Instead, she offered a small, knowing smile of her own.

"It’s our duty to serve our most distinguished guests and make them feel truly welcomed, sir," she replied smoothly, her tone respectful yet carrying the faintest hint of invitation.

Alex’s smile deepened, clearly entertained. He stepped aside and gestured lazily toward the interior of the suite.

"Come in."

Lydia had just begun wheeling the elegant silver trolley forward when a soft, feminine voice floated from behind him.

"Who is it, baby?"

Heena appeared in the doorway. She was wearing the hotel’s plush white bathrobe, loosely tied at the waist, the deep V of the neckline revealing the soft curve of her breasts and a tempting glimpse of cleavage.

Her damp hair cascaded over one shoulder, and her skin still glowed from the bath.

Without hesitation, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Alex from behind, pressing her body against his back in a slow, possessive hug.

Alex could clearly feel the soft, heavy weight of her breasts against his bare skin as Heena subtly rubbed them against him, the thin fabric of the bathrobe doing little to hide the intimate contact.

Alex smiled, clearly enjoying the moment.

"You took long enough," he commented, his tone warm and teasing. "Our dinner is here."

Heena’s eyes met Lydia’s across the short distance. She felt the shift in the older woman immediately. The shyness she had sensed earlier was gone.

Instead, Heena’s arms were wrapped possessively around the man Lydia had just been fantasizing about, her bathrobe barely containing her full curves as she pressed herself against Alex’s bare back.

Meanwhile, Alex stood half-naked and completely at ease, clearly enjoying the display.

Lydia’s professional smile faltered for a split second as jealousy flared hot and sharp in her chest. ’Look at her... acting like she owns him.’

The sight of Heena’s body pressed so intimately against Alex’s bare back made her stomach twist. ’How could this woman...this plain professor... stand there so casually claiming what Lydia desperately wanted?’

But she quickly composed herself, forcing a warm, polite smile back onto her face as she addressed the older woman.

"Good evening, madam," Lydia said smoothly, her voice respectful and pleasant. "I hope you’re enjoying your night so far."

Heena didn’t speak at first. She simply held Alex a little tighter, her fingers resting possessively on his chest, as if silently answering the unspoken challenge in Lydia’s eyes.

Heena then offered a small, graceful nod in return, her arms still loosely draped around Alex’s torso. "Thank you. It’s been... quite pleasant."

Alex glanced over his shoulder at Heena, then back at Lydia, his smirk deepening with amusement at the charged silence.

Lydia swallowed, gripping the trolley handle a little tighter than necessary.

"Shall I set the table for you... ma’am?" she asked, her voice steady but softer than before.

Heena tilted her head slightly, still wrapped around Alex from behind. Her voice came out calm and composed, carrying a quiet authority.

"Please arrange everything on the dining table near the window," she said smoothly. "We’d like to enjoy the city view while we eat."

Lydia nodded politely. "Of course, ma’am."

She dragged the silver trolley toward the large floor-to-ceiling windows, the glittering lights of the city sprawled far below like a sea of stars.

The moment Lydia turned her attention to setting the table, Alex glanced down at Heena with a wicked glint in his eyes. Without a word, he took her hand and gently pulled her toward the bedroom, leaving Lydia to her work.

As soon as they crossed the threshold into the luxurious bedroom, Alex closed the double doors behind them with a soft click.

Heena barely had time to react before he turned, grabbed her by the waist, and playfully dropped her onto the massive king-sized bed.

She let out a surprised laugh as she bounced lightly on the plush mattress, her bathrobe loosening slightly at the front.

Alex stood at the foot of the bed, watching her with dark hunger. "I don’t feel like wearing clothes yet," he murmured. With one smooth motion, he untied the towel from around his waist and let it drop to the floor.

Heena’s eyes widened.

This was the first time she was seeing him completely naked in clear light.

His cock hung heavy and thick between his strong thighs... far bigger than she had imagined even after feeling it in her hand earlier.

The sheer size, the prominent veins, the way it twitched slightly under her gaze... it made her mouth go dry and her thighs press together instinctively.

She sat up slowly on the bed, unable to tear her eyes away.

Alex noticed her reaction and smirked. "Like what you see, Professor?"