My Possessive Billionaire Boyfriends
I'm on my knees because they told me to kneel. Not because I have to—because I want to.
Because when Haruto's hand grips my hair and Marcus whispers "good girl" in my ear and Julian watches with those grey eyes that miss nothing, I feel more loved than I ever have alone.
Haruto pulls my head back, makes me look up at all three of them. "Whose are you?" he asks.
"Mine," Marcus answers first, running a thumb across my bottom lip.
"Ours," Julian corrects quietly, and the word settles in my chest like a heartbeat.
They take turns using my mouth,and my body.
Haruto is desperate and possessive, fucking my throat like he's still making up for six years of silence. Marcus holds my hand through it, sweet even when he's rough. Julian watches until he can't anymore, then joins, then takes over.
When they lay me on the bed and surround me—Haruto inside me, Marcus at my mouth, Julian whispering filthy praise in my ear—I understand.
This isn't about control. It's about being so completely theirs that nothing else matters.
Not even the woman who wants me dead.
But that's later. Right now, I have three men who love me, and I'm exactly where I belong. On my knees. On my back. In their arms.
Always.
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Chapter: I've Missed you PAIGE6:40 PM. I'm ready. Fully dressed. Hair done. Makeup perfect. Standing in front of the mirror like a statue.Sadie leans against my doorframe, arms crossed, grinning. "You know it's 6:40, right? He said 7.""I know.""So you're just gonna stand there for twenty minutes?""I'm punctual." I smooth my dress. "I've always been punctual.""Girl, you're anxious. There's a difference." She walks over and fixes a strand of my hair. "You look beautiful. He's gonna lose his mind."My phone buzzes.Marcus: Outside whenever you're ready."He's here," I breathe."Then go." Sadie pushes me toward the door. "Text me everything."
Last Updated: 2026-03-03
Chapter: Another reunion?PAIGE I'm going to lose my mind.My office chair squeaks as I lean back and stare at the ceiling. The clock on my computer says 2:47 PM. It said 2:15 PM like five hours ago. Time is moving backwards just to torture me.I pick up a pencil. Sharpen it. Put it down. Pick up another one. Sharpen it too.I have twelve perfectly sharpened pencils now. I don't even use pencils. I type everything.My phone buzzes. Again.Haruto: Thinking about you. Can I see you tonight?That's the tenth text since this morning. He's been texting by the hour. Good morning texts. Lunch texts. Random thinking-of-you texts. It's sweet. It's overwhelming. It's everything I wanted six years ago.But Marcus.I haven't replied to his text. I don't know what to say. Hey, thanks for reaching out after a year of silence. Also, my first love just reappeared. Also, I'm confused. Also, help.I stare at his message again. I want to try again. For real this time.What does that even mean?The door to my office bursts open.
Last Updated: 2026-02-27
Chapter: At HomeHARUTOI drive home, but I don't remember the drive. My hands grip the steering wheel and my mind is still back in that coffee shop. Still seeing her face. Still hearing her voice.My heart is beating. Really beating. For the first time in years, it feels like something kicked it awake. Like someone flipped a switch and the power came back on.She has that effect on me. Always did.I pull into my underground garage and park. Sit there for a minute. Stare at nothing.I've been looking for her. Six years of looking. Checking faces in crowds. Searching online. Hiring people to dig. Nothing. She just vanished. And slowly, I started to give up. Started to accept that maybe I'd never see her again.Then tonight. A tiny coffee shop in the East Village. A bell above the door. And there she was.I head to the elevator. Press the button for my floor. The ride up is too fast and too slow at the same time.She's here. In my city. I saw her. Touched her. Hugged her stiff, awkward goodbye.I was ha
Last Updated: 2026-02-27
Chapter: ReunionPAIGE I can't move. I can't breathe. I can't do anything but stare at him.He looks just like I remember, but different. More. More man. His face is sharper now, jaw cut from stone. His shoulders wider, filling out that expensive suit like he was made to wear it. Dark hair still falls across his forehead but it's shorter, more controlled. Like him. Like everything about him screams control and power and money.But his eyes. Those brown eyes are the same. Wide. Shocked. Staring at me like I'm the ghost.Jesus Christ. He looks like a Greek god stepped off some pedestal and walked into this tiny coffee shop. Apollo, maybe. Or Hephaestus—the one who built things, who created beauty from fire. That fits. Haruto always did build things. I try to say his name. My mouth opens. Nothing comes out.Then he moves.Two strides and he's right in front of me. So close I can smell his cologne—something expensive and woodsy. So close I can see the tiny scar near his eyebrow he got falling out of a
Last Updated: 2026-02-27
Chapter: One lucky girlPAIGE The office cafeteria buzzes around me, but I don't hear any of it. I poke at my sad salad like it personally offended me. Sadie sits across the table, scrolling through her phone with one hand and shoving fries in her mouth with the other."I'm telling you," I say, stabbing a tomato. "I must be the most unlucky girl on the entire planet."Sadie looks up, one eyebrow raised. "Girl, please. You are the queen of exaggeration. You once said you were dying because you had a papercut.""That papercut got infected.""It was red for one day."I groan and drop my fork. "Sadie. Listen to me. Really listen. I moved to New York City—New York!—to find Haruto. And have I found him? No. He's somewhere in this giant city and I can't even accidentally bump into him. Not once in almost five years. That's not bad luck. That's a curse."Sadie chews thoughtfully. "Okay, that's kinda rough. But babe, you were eighteen when you followed him here. That's romantic and also a little crazy. You know that
Last Updated: 2026-02-27
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