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CHAPTER FOUR

SERAPHINA. 

My feet felt like they were made of lead as I walked down the long, carpeted hallway. The entire office was whispering behind my back. 

“How did the hot CEOs know her name?” 

“Why did they call her in first?” The rest of them muttered to themselves. 

I didn’t have any answers for them. I barely had answers for myself.

My heart hammered against my ribs, each thud reminding me of the humiliation from last night. I could still picture them in Anita's living room. I could still feel the phantom heat that had pooled in my lower belly when I watched them. And now, they were my bosses. 

The men who held the power over the job I desperately needed to pay off my father's heavy debts.

I stopped in front of the heavy mahogany doors of the CEO office. I took a deep, trembling breath, smoothing down the edges of my coat. 

Today, I was strictly professional. I needed to act like a woman who wasn't currently drowning in financial and marital ruin.

I knocked twice.

“Come in,” a deep, rumbling voice called out. It was Adrian.

I turned the knob and stepped inside, expecting to see three men sitting formally behind a desk, ready to give a corporate lecture. Instead, the sight before me made me freeze instantly.

The blinds were drawn, making the massive room dim and shadowed. The only bright light came from the massive flat-screen monitor mounted on the wall. And on that monitor, a highly explicit video was playing. A gorgeous woman was on her knees, screaming in pure, unadulterated pleasure while three massive men took turns thrusting into her body. 

The sultry sounds of skin slapping against skin and breathless moans filled the quiet office air.

Adrian was leaning back in his leather chair, his long legs crossed on top of the desk. Julian was sitting on the edge of the table, slowly swirling a glass of amber liquid, while Sebastian stood near the window, his hands tucked into his tailored trouser pockets. None of them looked the least bit embarrassed. In fact, they looked completely relaxed.

A hot wave of shock and anger rushed straight to my cheeks.

“What… what is the meaning of this?” I gasped, my voice shaking as I pointed a finger at the screen. 

“Do you have no shame? Watching pornography in the middle of the workplace? This is a professional environment!”

Julian let out a low, wicked chuckle. He set his glass down and slid off the table, taking slow, calculated steps toward me. 

Underneath his left eye, the star tattoo caught the dim light of the monitor, making him look incredibly dangerous.

“Relax, Seraphina,” Julian purred, a slow smirk spreading across his handsome face. 

“We aren't just slacking off. We are reviewing company inventory. We take our work very seriously.”

“Inventory?” I echoed, my mind racing. “This is a marketing and logistics firm!”

“It’s a corporate empire, sweetheart,” Adrian chimed in. He lowered his legs from the desk and leaned forward, resting his chin on his  fingers. His silver teeth glinted in the shadows. 

He didn't look at my face; his dark, heavy gaze slid down to my chest, focusing exactly on where my fingers had been touching my swollen nipple last night.

I instantly felt my body flush. My nipples hardened against the lace of my bra, throbbing as if he had actually touched them. The heat between my thighs returned with a vengeance, a sharp, pulsing ache that made me want to press my legs together.

“Since you are here, we actually wanted to get a professional opinion,” Adrian continued, his voice dripping with shameless temptation. He gestured toward the screen, where the man in the video was using a sleek, dark adult toy on the woman, making her arch her back and scream. 

“What do you think about the adult novelty weapon being used right there? Do you think the design is effective? Does it look like it gets the job done?”

My jaw dropped. They were testing me. They were purposely trying to make me horny, using their deep voices and the explicit imagery on the wall to break down my defenses. 

“I wouldn't know,” I snapped, clenching my fists so hard my nails dug into my palms. I forced myself to look away from the monitor, even though the wet, slapping sounds were filling my ears and making my clit pulse heavily under my skirt. 

“I am a marketing assistant, not a... a critic for adult toys.”

“Oh, come on, Seraphina,” Julian teased, stepping so close I could smell his expensive, woodsy cologne. It filled my senses, making me dizzy. He leaned down, his breath brushing against my ear. 

“Don't play innocent with us. We saw how much you liked watching us last night. If you need a demonstration on how that specific item works, you only have to ask. We have plenty of samples.”

A heavy, breathless gasp escaped my lips. My knees felt weak. The temptation was a physical torture. For a whole year and a half, my husband hadn't touched me. I had slept in a cold, lonely bed while he saved his desire for another man. 

And now, these three powerful, breathtaking giants were offering to consume me. My pussy was so wet I could feel the moisture soaking into my underwear. I wanted to scream. I wanted to throw myself onto the desk and beg them to put their massive, thick manhoods inside me.

But my pride wouldn't let me break. I couldn't become their toy.

“Stop it,” I whispered, my voice thick with suppressed emotion. I took a step back, breaking away from Julian’s suffocating proximity. 

“If you didn't bring me in here to discuss actual work, then I am leaving. I have a job to do.”

I turned toward the door, my heart hammering against my chest.

Before I could turn the handle, Sebastian finally moved. He stepped out of the shadows, his expression calm and collected compared to his brothers' wicked amusement.

*Whack!*

Sebastian raised his hand and smacked Julian right upside the back of his head.

“Ouch! What the hell, Seb?” Julian hissed, rubbing the back of his neck and glaring at his older brother.

“Did you leave this explicit material running on the main monitor?” Sebastian asked, his voice stern and authoritative. He looked like the responsible one, the good cop trying to clean up the mess his wild brothers had made. 

“This is a corporate office, Julian. You should have returned that file to me after you were done imagining the marketing roll-out. We don't embarrass our staff.”

Julian rolled his eyes but muttered a small apology, stepping back. Sebastian then turned to the control panel on the wall and pressed a button, instantly shutting off the explicit video. The room became quiet, the heavy, moaning sounds finally disappearing, though the thick sexual tension remained tightly coiled in the air.

Sebastian walked over to the desk and picked up a thick manila folder. He approached me with a polite, professional smile that didn't quite reach his dangerous eyes.

“I apologize for my brothers, Seraphina,” Sebastian said smoothly, handing the folder to me. 

“They have no boundaries. But this is the actual document we need you to work on. It contains the data and product descriptions for our upcoming luxury line. We need you to review it and send it over to the marketing department. Your supervisor, Lewis, said you have the sharpest skills in the department, and we need those skills to move this company forward.”

I took the folder, my hands trembling slightly as the cardboard brushed against my fingers. I opened it briefly to check the contents, but as soon as my eyes hit the first page, my breath hitched.

The documents were filled with high-definition, naked pictures of women performing explicit acts, sucking large, thick penises and posing provocatively with various luxury adult products.

My eyes went wide, and I quickly snapped the folder shut. 

Sebastian merely smiled, his eyes twinkling with a dark, hidden amusement. “Get to work on that, please. We expect a full report by the end of the day.”

“Yes, sir,” I choked out, desperately needing to escape the suffocating heat of the room.

I turned around and grabbed the doorknob, pulling the heavy mahogany door open. But just as I was about to step out into the safety of the main office, Adrian’s deep, commanding voice sounded from behind the desk.

“Seraphina,” he called out.

I paused, freezing on the threshold, refusing to turn around and look at him.

“We are really happy that you are our personal secretary now,” Adrian whispered, his voice laced with a dark, happy smirk that sent shivers straight down my spine. “We are truly looking forward to working very closely with you.”

I didn't answer. I stepped out into the hallway and shut the door behind me, my chest heaving as I tried to force air into my starved lungs. My body was vibrating, completely on fire, and I knew this was only the beginning of the nightmare.

But god, they looked so damn sexy.