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CHAPTER FIVE. 

SERAPHINA. 

The plastic of my office chair felt cold against the back of my thighs, but it did nothing to cool the raging fire inside me. I sat stared at my laptop screen, but the numbers and spreadsheets were completely blurry. I couldn't focus. I couldn't breathe properly.

Every time I closed my eyes, the explicit images from the folder flashed behind my eyelids. 

I saw the stark, high-definition photos of women surrendering to those massive, thick penises. My mind kept betraying me, replacing the women in those photos with myself. I imagined Adrian’s heavy grip on my hips, Julian’s hot breath against my neck, and Sebastian’s intense eyes watching me unravel.

For nearly two years, I had lived like a ghost in my own marriage. I had starved for affection, begging a man who didn't want me for just a crumb of attention. My body had been locked away in a cold cage of rejection. 

Now, the cage doors had been kicked wide open by three billionaire gods, and the sudden rush of heat was pure physical torture.

My heart hammered a frantic rhythm against my ribs. A thick, heavy ache settled deep between my thighs, pulsing with every breath I took. 

I could feel the slick, hot moisture completely soaking through my lace underwear, staining the fabric. 

It made me squirm in my seat, a desperate gasp slipping from my lips before I quickly bit my lower lip to silence myself.

“Oh girl, you look absolutely wrecked.”

I jumped, my hands flying over the manila folder on my desk to hide the explicit marketing papers. 

I turned my head quickly to see Tracy leaning against my desk partition, a mischievous grin plastered across her face.

“Tracy,” I choked out, trying to smooth down my voice. My hands were shaking. 

“You scared me.”

Tracy chuckled, leaning closer. Her eyes scanned my face, narrowing slightly as she took in my appearance. 

“Scared you? Honey, look at you. You are completely flushed, and you’re literally sweating. The AC in here is freezing!” She reached out, playfully tapping my cheek. 

“Don't tell me. Your husband took you out last night for Valentine’s Day and completely blew your mind, didn't he?”

A sharp twist of pain and humiliation hit my stomach at the mention of Victor. If only she knew. If only she knew my husband spent Valentine’s Day pinned against a wall by his male business partner.

“No,” I lied quickly, forcing a tight, fake smile onto my face. “It’s nothing like that. I think I’m just coming down with a fever. The workload today is just a lot.”

“Right, a fever,” Tracy teased, winking at me. “More like a love fever. I told you that bold outfit would make him look at you! You can’t fool me, Seraphina. You look like a woman who got put in seven positions last night and hasn't recovered yet.”

I swallowed hard, the phantom echo of Adrian's exact words from last night ringing in my ears. 

*Is he not supposed to be putting you in seven positions right now?* My body throbbed violently at the memory. The moisture between my legs grew heavier, a warm, slick reminder of how desperately needy I was.

“I really need to get back to this report, Tracy,” I muttered, desperate to get her away from my cubicle before she noticed the heavy scent of my arousal or the way my nipples were prodding hard against my blouse.

“Alright, alright, I will let you work,” Tracy laughed, waving her hand as she turned back to her own desk. 

“But you owe me all the juicy details during lunch!”

The rest of the day was a living nightmare. I had to fake my way through every single minute, pretending to type, pretending to read emails, while my entire lower body was vibrating with unfulfilled desire. It felt like psychological torment. 

Every movement I made caused my wet panties to rub against my clit, sending sharp sparks of electrical heat straight to my brain.

To make matters worse, the Knox brothers didn't stay locked away in their office.

Throughout the afternoon, they walked through the open floor plan like untouchable corporate gods. 

They moved with an alpha confidence that made every head turn. Adrian walked past my desk first, his broad shoulders stretching the fabric of his expensive charcoal suit. He didn't look at me, but as he passed, he let his large hand brush against the edge of my desk, his fingers lingering for a split second.

A few minutes later, Julian walked by, talking into a phone. His sharp jawline shifted as he spoke, and as he passed my cubicle, his dark eyes locked onto mine. He paused, a slow, dangerous smirk spreading across his lips as his gaze dropped significantly to look at my trembling hands.

Finally, Sebastian stepped out of the conference room. He looked calm, collected, and completely in control. But when his eyes met mine from across the room, there was a raw, primitive hunger in his gaze that told me he knew exactly what I was feeling. 

They all knew. They were playing with me, watching me squirm under the weight of my own starvation.

By three in the afternoon, I couldn't take it anymore. The heat was driving me insane. I felt like if I stayed in this office for one more second, I would throw myself at their feet and beg them to ruin me. 

I was terrified of my own growing cravings. I had always prided myself on my control, but these three men were completely dismantling my walls without even touching me.

My pride was the only thing I had left, and I refused to let them see me break.

With trembling hands, I packed my laptop and the manila folder into my bag. I stood up, my thighs rubbing together, the friction sending another heavy pulse of arousal through my wet cunt. 

I walked over to the manager's office, telling a colleague to let Lewis know that my fever had gotten worse and I needed to leave early.

I practically bolted out of the building, the cool afternoon air hitting my flushed skin as I rushed to my car. I got into the driver's seat and locked the doors, my chest heaving as I gripped the steering wheel. I was safe from them for now, but as I turned the key in the ignition, I knew I couldn't escape the burning desire that they had permanently ignited inside of me.

All I could think about was spreading my legs for all three of them to penetrate me deeply. Damn, what the hell was wrong with me?! 

And just then, my phone beeped. 

I looked over at it and it turned out to be victor, my heart jumped in my chest. What the hell did he want?!