登入Chapter 2The office was quieter than I expected.James had dropped me off early with a distracted kiss and a reminder to “be helpful.” Then he left for the airport. I stood in the elevator with my bag and a new access badge that still felt temporary, trying to ignore the way my stomach tightened when the doors opened on the top floor.William was already there.He stood near the glass wall of his office, jacket off, sleeves rolled up, reading something on a tablet. When he looked up and saw me, he didn’t smile. He just studied me for a second too long, eyes moving from my face down to the fitted blouse and pencil skirt I’d chosen because they felt professional. Now they felt like a mistake.“Nora,” he said. His voice was low and even. “You’re early.”“I didn’t want to be late on the first day.”He nodded once and set the tablet down. “I’ll show you around.”The tour was quiet. He walked slightly ahead of me, pointing out the main conference room, the smaller meeting rooms, the kitche
Chapter 1The restaurant was too loud and the wine was too expensive.I sat beside James in a black dress that felt tighter than it had when I put it on. The firm had just closed a major deal. Everyone was celebrating. Partners, senior associates, a few clients. I smiled when I was supposed to and laughed at the right moments, but my mind kept drifting somewhere else.It had been three weeks since James last made me come.Not that he noticed. Most nights he finished in under ten minutes, rolled over, and was asleep before I even caught my breath. I had gotten used to waiting until his breathing evened out, then slipping into the bathroom with the small toy I kept hidden under the sink. It never felt like enough. It just took the edge off so I could sleep.Tonight the edge was back.Across the table, William was watching me again.He didn’t smile. He never really did. Mid-forties, silver just starting at his temples, the kind of quiet that made people lower their voices when he spoke.
Chapter 10Three days later the house already felt different.My old bedroom stayed empty. My clothes had been moved into Cassian’s closet without anyone asking me. I slept in the middle of the big bed every night, usually with at least two of them pressed against me. They touched me whenever they wanted — in the kitchen, in the hallway, while one of them was on a work call. The rules that used to protect me were gone. New ones had taken their place.I belonged to them now. Fully. Openly. Inside these walls, at least.That evening I was in the kitchen wearing one of Cassian’s shirts and nothing underneath. The hem barely covered me. Rhys leaned against the counter watching me try to make tea like my hands weren’t still a little shaky from the afternoon. Julian sat at the island scrolling through his phone, but his eyes kept lifting to my legs. Cassian stood behind me, close enough that I could feel the heat of his chest every time he reached past me for something.His hand slid under
Chapter 9I lost track of how long I’d been in Cassian’s bed.The sheets were a mess. My body ached in places I didn’t know could ache. Every time I moved I felt the reminders of the night before and the morning — the deep soreness between my legs, the faint bruises on my hips, the way my thighs still felt sticky no matter how many times they’d cleaned me up.It was late afternoon when they came back for me.I had dozed off again. When I opened my eyes, all three of them were in the room. Cassian sat on the edge of the bed in just sweatpants. Julian leaned against the dresser, shirt unbuttoned. Rhys stood at the foot of the bed, already watching me like he hadn’t taken his eyes off me all day.No one spoke at first.Cassian reached out and brushed his knuckles down the side of my face. The touch was almost gentle. Then his hand kept going — over my throat, down between my breasts, across my stomach, until his fingers settled between my legs. I was already wet. I always seemed to be no
Chapter 8I woke up warm and sore.The first thing I noticed was the heavy arm across my waist. The second was the solid heat of a body pressed against my back. The third was the dull, deep ache between my legs that reminded me exactly what had happened the night before.I blinked against the morning light. I was in Cassian’s room. The sheets smelled like him. Rhys was the one behind me, breathing slow and steady against the back of my neck. Julian was on my other side, close enough that his chest touched my arm every time he inhaled.For a few seconds I just lay there, trying to process it. My body felt used in the best way. Sticky. Tender. Marked.Rhys shifted behind me. His hand slid lower, over my stomach, then between my legs. I was already wet. His fingers found the mess they’d left in me last night and dragged through it slowly.I made a small sound before I could stop it.“Morning, baby,” he murmured against my ear, voice still rough from sleep.Julian’s eyes opened. He looked
Chapter 6The second the front door closed behind us, Cassian locked it.The sound of the lock clicking was loud in the quiet house.No one spoke. Rhys still had his hand on the small of my back. Julian stood a little to the side, watching me like he was waiting for permission to move. My dress was wrinkled and damp between my thighs. I could still feel the ghost of their fingers from the car.Cassian turned around slowly. His eyes moved over me once, from my flushed face down to the wet spot I knew was visible.“Take the dress off.”My heart slammed. I looked at him, then at the other two. Neither of them looked away.I reached behind me with shaking hands and pulled the zipper down. The dress loosened and slid off my shoulders. It dropped to the floor around my feet. I was left in the soaked panties and nothing else. My nipples were tight from the cool air and from everything that had already happened.Julian made a low sound. Rhys’s eyes darkened.Cassian stepped closer. He didn’t







