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The  black car pulled up outside a club. It was not a corporate office. It was a loud, neon-lit nightclub. I sat back in my seat, my heart freezing with panic.

They had told me we were coming for a business meeting. Why the hell were we here?

"I can't go in there," I said, my voice tight as I pressed myself against the leather seat.

Sebastian turned his head toward me first. "Because?" he asked, his dark gaze heavy and cold. I hated the way he looked at me, but I had to hide my fear.

"I cannot be seen in a club. I am a married woman!"

Julian let out a low chuckle from the darkness. "Okay, married woman. Perhaps you should just stay home and tend to your husband."

Adrian didn't wait. He stepped out of the car into the cool night air. "Do you wish to sit there and tender your resignation later, or come with us now? We do not have time."

His handsome face was completely flat and serious.

"Time is ticking," Julian added, a wicked smirk on his lips.

I looked at the glittering lights of the club. Every part of me filled with deep dread. I wanted to run back home, but I couldn't lose this high-paying job. I needed the money too much.

Giving in, I swallowed my pride and got out of the car. We walked straight into the private VIP lounge. The air inside was thick, throbbing with a heavy bass that vibrated through my shoes. 

Inside the booth, a wealthy man with a big belly was already waiting.

"Who is she?" the man asked, his eyes lighting up the moment we walked in.

I took a seat on a single leather sofa right next to the three Knox brothers.

"Assistant, Vance," Sebastian replied casually. He didn't even look at me. All three brothers were acting so cold, treating me like a total stranger, and I was forced to pretend I was okay with it.

"Is she not too sexy to be a distant?" Vance murmured, his eyes sliding straight down to my chest. He slowly licked his lower lip.

Psychopath, I thought, gripping my notebook tightly. But I refused to speak.

The meeting began, but Mr. Vance barely looked at the papers. His observant eyes kept drifting toward my body. 

Then, he cleared his throat, a dirty smile spreading across his face.

"You know, Mr. Knox, your secretary looks like she is about to snap. You seem like a lady who doesn't like to loosen up, my dear. You are entirely too tense for a place like this."

My face burned with a raging heat.

"I am just focusing on my corporate duties, sir," I managed to choke out.

The three brothers turned their heads to look at me at the same time. The heavy weight of their stare made it almost impossible to remain firm. It had been so long since I was placed in this kind of intense spotlight.

Vance leaned back, crossing his arms. His eyes darted between the three giant billionaires. 

"The proposal is excellent, gentlemen. The numbers are perfect. But as you know, I only do business with people who know how to satisfy my taste for entertainment. I want to see how far your staff is willing to go to secure my wealth."

"What do you mean?" Sebastian asked, his voice deadpan.

"I want your secretary to perform for me." He leaned back, smirking directly at me.

No way. Perform?

"You own an acting school?" I choked out, trying to sound brave.

Sebastian glared at me, his eyes warning me to shut up. The Knox brothers sat there completely settled. Too settled. They weren't surprised at all.

"I have some dance boys," Vance smirked, his eyes turning dark and dirty. "I want you to dance with them. You have to completely bare yourself to them, and only after will I sign these multi-million dollar documents."

"She will do it," Adrian stated flatly.

I spun around to face him, my jaw dropping. No way! I blinked, waiting for him to say it was a joke. But he glanced at me and looked away without a single bit of remorse.

"Do not disrespect me like that," I spat, my voice shaking with pure anger. Everything I felt for them suddenly disappeared. Was this what they took me for? A slut to be used for a corporate proposal?

"How many men are they?" Sebastian asked Vance, ignoring my outburst completely.

"Three. And I want them to tease her as much as possible until that stiff grim on her face is gone." Vance’s smirk widened.

Oh god, no. How did I get trapped like this? Was this the brothers' doing? Did they bring me here just to humiliate me?

"I am leaving." I snapped my folder shut and got to my feet, entirely annoyed.

"Leave, and you can tender your resignation letter tomorrow morning," Sebastian growled. He didn't even look up at me.

I froze in place. My heart hammered against my ribs. They were using my job against me. They knew I needed the survival.

"Moreover, I am certain you want this," Julian added, his silver teeth glistering under the dim red lights. "Three men. You are hungry for it, secretary. So just do it."

"I noticed it too," Vance chuckled.

My face exploded into a violent blush. Was it really that noticeable? Was it that obvious that I was a horny, desperate mess, and that the cheating husband I married hadn't touched my body for years? My pussy gave a sharp, heavy throb inside my underwear, already wet and aching from the raw tension in the room.

"Choose, secretary. Time is ticking," Vance smiled.

The Knox brothers looked away, completely uncaring. Only Julian sat there giggling, practically enjoying my total humiliation.

Fine. Just one time. If I did this, perhaps the unbearable hunger between my legs would finally stop. Perhaps I would stop yearning for these three arrogant billionaires.

I dropped my bag heavily onto the sofa.

"Three men, right? Fine, I will do it. I just hope they are better at flirting than the men in this room," I stated boldly, throwing the heavy shade directly at the Knox brothers. I wanted them to feel the bite.

"Oh, trust me, they are very good at this," Vance smiled, rubbing his palms together with pure excitement.

Right at that moment, the heavy red curtain next to Vance slid open. Three black, heavily muscular men stepped out into the VIP booth.

My breath caught. They were absolutely giant, their dark skin glistening under the neon lights like they had been completely lathered in rich body oil. 

They were incredibly hot. Looking at them, a sudden, wild desire to make the Knox brothers regret their actions rushed through my veins.

I looked the dancers up and down. "What is the size of your cocks?" I asked, my voice smooth and daring.

"This is getting interesting," Vance chuckled, leaning forward on his knees.

"I like that you are three," I continued, staring directly at Sebastian’s cold, serious face. "You can help me forget the image of the three ridiculous, boring men I had an encounter with in my past."

Julian chuckled loudly at my words.

"Oh, we are definitely going to help you forget, chocolate," one of the giant dancers said. He stepped forward, his warm, oiled hand grabbing my bare arm firmly. 

He guided me across the room, pushing me down into a single leather chair far from where Vance and the Knox brothers were sitting.

The second guy, wearing nothing but tight blue boxers that showed off his massive bulge, dropped to his knees right between my legs. He didn't waste a second. He grabbed my ankles, spreading my thighs wide open under the flashing red lights.

He leaned down and began to plant hot, heavy kisses on my inner lap, his lips moving slowly down to my toes. The slick friction of his oiled chest against my bare knees sent heat straight to my core.

Oh damn...