The night deepened, and soon it was just Bruce, Alexondra, and Nasstya left in the vicinity. At such an upscale party, the main aim was socializing, so there was no getting outrageously drunk. Bruce had lightly encouraged the two women to drink, but didn't push beyond that.
However, it was clear that both Alexondra and Nasstya were somewhat tipsy; their cheeks flushed and their eyes slightly glazed.
"Alex, Nassy, would you allow me to show you my private collection?" Bruce glanced around. Few guests remained, with Archibald handling the departing ones, and Bruce extended his invitation.
"Oh? What kind of collection do you have, Bruce?" Perhaps it was the alcohol, but Alexondra, placing a hand on his shoulder, asked with a playful grin.
"I promise it will take your breath away!" With a secretive smile, Bruce led the two women across the spacious hall and rooms, eventually opening a tightly sealed door.
Today's gathering had made most of "The Top of the Sun Shine" accessible, but obviously, the most private rooms, like the bedrooms, remained off-limits. Upon opening the door, Alexondra and Nasstya gasped in astonishment.
The entire room was surrounded by thick transparent walls filled with azure seawater. Elegant coral reefs and aquatic plants were meticulously placed, and an array of fish, from graceful angelfish to large groupers, swam freely within. Crafted lighting illuminated the room with a mysterious blue hue, transforming the space into an underwater palace.
"Wow! It's so beautiful!" Alexondra exclaimed, pressing her face against the glass to better admire the view.
Nasstya, somewhat dazed, moved to Alexondra's side. "Look, Nassy! There's a seahorse!" Alexondra pointed excitedly.
Behind them, Bruce watched with a smile as the two women marveled at the aquatic display. The pièce de résistance of "The Top of the Sun Shine" was yet to be revealed.
"Oh my God, there's a shark!" Alexondra, having gotten too close to the glass, recoiled in surprise when a large shadow darted towards her. She backed away, only to be caught in Bruce's reassuring embrace.
"It's okay. That's a tiger shark, a medium-sized shark species," Bruce said, enveloping Alexondra and inhaling the soft fragrance from her hair.
"That's definitely not a small shark," Alexondra murmured, her face inches away from Bruce's.
"No, trust me. Among sharks, the tiger shark is considered medium-sized," Bruce teased.
Nasstya had been standing at a distance, her reaction less pronounced. However, seeing Bruce and Alexondra so close, she flushed with embarrassment, not daring to look at them.
As Bruce continued to distract Alexondra, he suddenly reached out and pulled Nasstya towards them. "No, no, don't... Bruce..." Nasstya stammered, trying to push him away, but her resistance was feeble.
"Dear Nassy, I've liked you since the first time I laid eyes on you. Do you really detest me so much?" Bruce whispered in her ear, his voice rich and seductive. His words and the strength of his embrace rendered her almost docile.
"Dim the lights," Bruce suddenly commanded, causing Alexondra to jump. She noticed, perhaps for the first time, a large bed at the other end of the room. With Bruce's command, the room darkened immediately, leaving only the soft glow from the water. The room was filled with a dreamy and intimate ambiance, and Bruce led the two women closer to the bed with an air of irresistible allure.
To be frank, Alexondra wasn't entirely opposed to the unfolding situation. Maybe, deep within her, there was a subtle anticipation. Bruce's status, wealth, handsome appearance, and unique way of speaking had deeply captivated her. He was, in essence, the epitome of the perfect lover.
Having ventured out on her own from a young age, Alexondra was all too familiar with life's harsh realities. In a glamorous city like New York, there were countless beautiful women like her, with humble beginnings. How many could chance upon such an opportunity? And of them, how many could truly seize it? As to whether this was a golden ticket to the stars or a trap dripping with honey, she couldn't afford to ponder.
What did catch her off guard was that Nasstya seemingly harbored similar intentions. She had known Nasstya for a considerable time. The two, residing in the same place, spent most of their hours in each other's company, enough for Alexondra to get a good grasp of Nasstya's character. Nasstya was genuinely naive. While she dreamt of romance, she hadn't become tainted in the so-called fashion world, still preserving her purity.
However, today, Nasstya's resistance seemed somewhat weak. Did she inadvertently lead Nasstya astray? Should she find a way to get her out of this? Doubt flickered in Alexondra's mind.
"Alex, Alex, it's time to shed the everyday mask and liberate yourself," Bruce's magnetic voice whispered into Alexondra's ear. The voice was so low it was almost unintelligible, yet it seduced her, coaxing out her inner desires and passions.
What had he whispered into Nasstya's ear? It seemed that was the moment Nasstya ceased her struggles.
The image flashed through Alexondra's mind, but her eyes captured Bruce forcefully kissing Nasstya's tender lips, savoring the sweet nectar. Nasstya responded, albeit a bit clumsily.
Through the dim, ethereal blue light, Alexondra clearly saw a gleam of pleasure on Nasstya's face, witnessing the last remnants of her restraint and guard melt away.
Nasstya felt that Bruce's palm seemed to have infinite heat and magic power, igniting her whole body. The endless flames made her fall into chaos and joy, constantly climbing waves of never-ending orgasms...
Losing all sense of time, Nasstya wasn't sure how much time had passed when she finally became somewhat lucid. Through barely opened eyes, she vaguely saw Alexondra positioned in front of Bruce, both of them completely bare.
Bruce's physique, reminiscent of Greek sculptures, was fully exposed before her. This handsome man, with the poise of a powerful knight, met Nasstya's gaze with his radiant eyes, a mischievous smile forming at the corner of his lips.
Without giving her a moment to catch her breath, a flushed and dazed Alexondra leaned in and kissed Nasstya.
Bruce's magical hand stroked her full chest, and she quickly fell into love again...