"So, where to start? Ok, I'm not going to bore you with instructions on how to meet and greet, answer phones or take messages etc, you already know how to do all this. I think what is most important is to educate you on who is my brother, Bryce Edward Clark, and we can do that by invading his privacy, follow me." She gave me a highly wicked grin, forwarded all calls to her mobile and headed through the Conference Room Door. The door to Bryce's Private Residence opened when she swiped her card through the security scanner. The décor was very different in his private quarters to what he had in his office. Instead of the cream, mahogany and gold colour scheme, the palette in here was very masculine. Greys, whites, blacks and deep blues, what really drew my eyesight though, were the windows. The quantity of glass was incredible, it was very open plan which made the view, the star attraction and rightly so. As you walk in you automatically step down into a lowered living area with white leather sofas and stunning black and deep blue silk drapes, with silver sheers.
"Wow, this is just gorgeous, he has great taste."
"Yes he does, he knows what he likes."
"Oh, of course, he has a Piano." I scoffed at the black grand piano near the opening to the balcony.
"Can he play?"
"Yes we both can, but he prefers the guitar." Of course he does, sexy rock god!
I walked past the sofas and to the balcony Bi-fold glass doors. I sneaked a peek outside, it was enormous, fully equipped with a pool, spa, outdoor gym and it continued right around the building. Turning back to face the entrance I look up, the ceiling was approximately three levels high with a glorious glass spiralling chandelier. There was a staircase on the wall near the entrance which took you to the second floor. I'm assuming that is where his bedroom is, butterflies started churning in my stomach just from thinking about his bedroom and more importantly his bed. Get your head out of the gutter, Alexis!
"Just round here to the left is the kitchen, Bryce loves his food and cooks when he gets a chance."
"He cooks, are you serious? All the money in the world and the man cooks." He has just escalated from sexy, rock god, billionaire, boss man to perfect, sexy, rock god, billionaire, boss man. The kitchen was to die for, black marble bench tops that spanned the length of my entire house, well maybe not quite. There were stainless steel appliances and sleek glossy white cupboards, what stood out the most was a single photo of Bryce and Lucinda stuck to the fridge, it made me smile, it was such a sweet sentiment
"A kitchen is not quite a kitchen without something stuck to the fridge, that's a lovely photo of you both."
"Pfft, I look terrible, I had bad morning sickness that day, Bryce took me down to St Kilda beach to get some fresh air, then pulls out the iPhone and takes a selfie of us. He seems to like it though, that or he is deliberately tormenting me by having it on his fridge." She screwed up her face as she walked past the fridge and back into the living area. We started to climb the stairs, she is still quite agile for seven and-a-bit months pregnant. I was pretty much couch bound at that stage with Nate, with Charlotte I was a bit better, but not like this.
"The second floor is made up of bedrooms." She opened a door.
"This is my room for when I stay over, I live in Richmond with my partner Nic." The room was very spacious and feminine, with a pale pink bed spread, white sheer curtains and decorative cushions, there was a brand new cot in the corner of the room with a blue stuffed dog in it. I turned to Lucinda.
"You're having a boy?"
"Yes we are." She was beaming, and on cue gently rubbed her belly.
"That's wonderful." I couldn't help but think of Nate, he was my very special little man and I adored him completely.
We moved along, there were two other guest rooms and at the very end of the hall was Bryce's room. I almost felt intrusive as we entered his private space, his master king bed was in the middle of the room and in front of a feature wall. The ensuite was hidden behind that feature wall and it was huge. The shower was big enough to fit a family of four and the spa was deep enough to disappear in completely, he really did have superb taste in décor. I noticed his after shave on the vanity next to the sink, Jean Paul Gautier Le Male, one of my favourites, I loved aftershave and perfume, it was my secret fetish, I think I owned at least forty bottles myself.
To my delight I could not see any evidence of a Mrs Clark, or a soon to be Mrs Clark, there were no women's perfume or toiletries, nor did I see any photos of him with a significant other. Of course this did not rule out that he could very well be a ladies man and have no intention of tying himself down to anybody. I plucked up the nerve to ask Lucinda, after all this tour was simply a means to get to know the real Bryce.