CHAPTER 2NOAHHe didn’t speak. Just reached up and touched my jaw with those rough, oil-stained fingers.I froze.“You’ve been looking at me for weeks, Noah.”“No, I— I wasn’t—”His hand slid down my chest. My stomach.“You think I don’t notice those stares? The way you watch me work?”“I didn’t mean to—”“Yeah,” he murmured. “You did.”His fingers hooked into the waistband of my briefs.“You hard?”I bit my lip. “Y-Yeah.”He chuckled low. “I figured.”And then he dropped to his knees.Right in front of me.I gasped. “Wait— Silas—”“You want this?”I nodded, voice caught in my throat.“You sure?”“Please,” I whispered.“Good.”He tugged my briefs down. My cock bounced free, already hard, already leaking. His eyes darkened.“Fuck,” he breathed. “You’re perfect.”Then he licked the tip.Just one slow, filthy lick that made my knees almost give out.“Silas—”He smirked up at me. “Let me take care of you, pretty boy.”And then he wrapped his lips around me.Heat.Wet heat.I choked on my
MECHANIC BOSS(MM)CHAPTER ONENOAH“You Noah?”That’s the first thing I hear when I step into the garage.I turn fast and see him.He’s tall. Built like he could lift a car with one hand. Grease on his forearms, black shirt tight across his chest.I nod. “Yeah. Um… I’m here for the job?”“You’re late.”“I—yeah. The bus—”“Don’t care.”He turns around without another word and disappears behind a lifted truck. I’m left standing there like a damn idiot with my bag still on my shoulder.Then another guy walks up—shorter, smiling, chewing gum like he’s got nowhere better to be.“Don’t mind Silas,” he says. “He talks like that to everyone.”“Is that his name?”“Yep. Boss man. Doesn’t smile. Barely blinks. But he won’t kill you, probably.”I laugh a little. Just a little.“I’m Ray,” he adds, sticking out a hand. “You ever worked in a garage before?”“No. First time.”“You’re in for it then.”Ray shows me around. The air smells like hot rubber, gasoline, and sweat. It’s loud. Tools clanging.
CHAPTER 4EVELINALucien strokes my thighs, soothing. “Breathe, Evelina. I’ve got you.”Then Caelum pushes in.Slow.Stretching me in places no one’s ever touched.My head jerks back, mouth open in a silent scream.Lucien swallows it.His mouth finds mine, kissing me hard, devouring every moan. His tongue slides deep as Caelum buries himself behind me, inch by inch.I can’t think. Can’t breathe.I’m impaled.Stuffed full in both holes.Rafe groans lowly. “Fuck. Look at her.”Lucien tears from my lips, panting now. “She’s shaking.”“She’s beautiful,” Caelum grunts behind me. “So fucking tight.”He’s seated fully inside now.And then they move.Together.Lucien lifts me by the hips and drops me down again. Caelum drives upward at the same time. Their cocks grind inside me — hot, thick, brutal — pressing against each other through the fragile walls of my body.I scream. Loud. Guttural. Broken.Rafe strokes himself slowly, watching. His eyes never blink. Never waver.Dante leans back in a
CHAPTER 3EVELINACaelum’s tongue flicks again, hotter now, greedy, circling my nipple until it peaks in his mouth. I arch — but Dante’s hand shoves my hip down.“Stay still,” he warns, voice thick.Lucien doesn’t stop them.He watches.Rafe’s mouth finds the curve of my stomach before his teeth scrape lightly against the inside of my thigh. I twitch, gasping.Caelum chuckles around my nipple.“She’s so sensitive.”“She’s ours,” Dante snaps. “I’m not waiting.”He pulls my other breast into his mouth, rougher than Caelum — tongue lashing, teeth nipping. Pain sparks through the pleasure, and I moan.Lucien grabs my wrists and pins them above my head.“You moan for them too?” he growls. “Slut.”Tears prick my eyes.Too much.Too fast.Too good.Rafe shifts between my thighs, breath feathering over my pussy.I freeze.Lucien sees it — and smiles.“Let him,” he says. “You’ll thank him.”Rafe doesn’t speak. He doesn’t need to.His tongue slides between my folds — one long, perfect lick that
CHAPTER 2EVELINA“On your knees.”“What?”His gaze sharpens. “Now.”My mouth opens to protest—then snaps shut again. I don’t know why I obey.I sink slowly to the floor, silk pooling around me. My pulse drums in my ears.He steps forward.He unbuckles his belt.My breath catches.“You were given to us,” he says, undoing the button of his slacks.He grips my chin.“Open your mouth.”“Lucien…”“Don’t make me repeat myself.”Shaking, I part my lips.He feeds himself to me — slowly — and I flinch. He doesn’t let me pull away. One hand cups the back of my head, fingers threading into my hair, holding me in place.“Eyes up.”I look up.His face is stone. Sharp jaw clenched, nostrils flaring. Dominance leaks from every inch of him like smoke.“That’s it,” he murmurs. “Good girl.”I hate how those words make my thighs press together.He guides my movements, controlling the pace. My throat fights, eyes sting, but he doesn’t stop. Doesn’t let me.“You’ll learn to take what I give you,” he says
CHAPTER 1EVELINA“It’s time.” I don’t move.“Evelina,” my mother hisses behind me, her voice tight. “Don’t make this harder than it has to be.”Harder for who?I stare at myself in the mirror. The gown clings to my skin like it wants to suffocate me.I’m twenty-two. I should be graduating. Falling in love. Living.Instead, I’m being handed over like an envelope full of cash — traded by my family to settle old debts with the Moretti mafia.They call it a wedding. I call it a sale.Four.They never told me there’d be four.I thought I was marrying one Moretti heir. But when I step down the aisle, trembling, every man looks at me like he already owns me.Lucien. Dante. Caelum. Rafe.One by one, they approach.Lucien goes first — the eldest, the Don. His kiss is cold and brief, his gloved fingers brushing my cheek like he’s tasting something he bought.“Obedience,” he murmurs against my mouth. “Is the most beautiful kind of loyalty.”Next is Dante. He grabs my chin roughly, smirks, and