Mag-log inRiley's POVI pushed open the boardroom doors and stepped inside, my heart already pounding from Anna's warning. The three men stood by the windows, their backs to me, silhouettes sharp against the city skyline. Broad shoulders. Tall frames. That unmistakable aura of power that made the air feel thicker.One turned first, then the second, the third. My stomach twisted hard.Of course it was them. The men from the club last night. Cleaned up now in tailored suits that hugged their bodies like they were made for sin. No trace of the wild hunger from the a day ago, but their eyes... those eyes still burned with it.Cane smiled slowly, that same cruel curve of his lips."Good morning, Riley Grayson, CEO," he said, voice smooth as glass.“What—what are you doing here?” I swallowed hard and asked, my voice coming out steadier than I felt.Cane's smile widened just a fraction. "Aren't you going to offer us a seat? You see, we didn't sit until the famous Riley entered."I blinked, trying to p
Riley's POV I clenched my fists at his words and smiled. “I’ve heard you, Ethan. And congratulations on your mate,” I said calmly. I didn’t wait for his reaction. I walked past both of them and went straight to the wardrobe. I pulled out a medium-sized suitcase and opened it on the bed. My movements were precise. I packed a few dresses, underwear, shoes—only what I needed for now. “What are you doing, Riley?” Ethan asked behind me. I didn’t turn around immediately. I zipped the suitcase halfway, then finally faced him. “Oh, I’m taking my belongings so you can have a very good time with Wendy, of course,” I said evenly. “Henceforth, I’ll be staying in the guest room. You can enjoy your new wife.” His gaze lifted, something like surprise flickering across his face, as if he’d assumed I was leaving the house entirely. As if he’d won. I didn’t give him that satisfaction. I dragged the suitcase past them and walked out of the bedroom. This was my house. The house I built with hi
Riley's POVI arrived home shortly and took in a long breath and pushed the door open and walked in.Before reaching inside fully, I heard groans and moans coming from upstairs—right from the direction of our bedroom. My stomach twisted instantly. I knew those sounds too well by now. Anger surged through me like fire, and I quickly ran up the stairs, my heels clicking hard against the steps. I pushed the bedroom door open with force, and there it was again: Ethan’s length was deep in Wendy’s mouth, and she was sucking it eagerly while he groaned, his head thrown back against the pillow.“Ethan!” I yelled, my voice sharp enough to cut through the air.Wendy scrammed off the bed in panic, grabbing a pillow to cover herself as she stumbled to the corner of the room. Ethan didn’t even bother to cover up properly. He just looked at me lazily, one arm behind his head, like I was the one interrupting something normal.“Why do you always find the perfect time to interrupt me when I’m busy, hu
Riley's POV I swallowed hard as their words. Was this some kind of nightmare? Where in the world does a woman marry three—or no, four—men as husbands? It sounded ridiculous, unbelievable. Yet, here they were, standing before me with that unnerving calm, as if what they said was the most natural thing in the world. Was I really hearing this right? How could they possibly have drawn up a contract that bound me to three more men? What kind of twisted game was this?I took a small, hesitant step backward, trying to create some distance. My heart was pounding loud enough to drown out the quiet hum of the hotel lobby. I blinked hard, willing my mind to make sense of the absurdity. “I would love to leave now,” I said, my voice steady but laced with disbelief. “I have a company to run.”They exchanged glances and smiled at each other, the kind of smile that sent a chill down my spine. It wasn’t a friendly smile. It was a smile that spoke of secrets, power, and a dangerous confidence that
Riley's POV Oh god, “yes please, AHH,” I moaned out loud as Gunnar pounded into me with a relentless hunger, each thrust driving deep, stirring a wildfire inside me. At the same time, Cane’s rough hand wrapped tightly around my hair, guiding my head down as his cock slid deeper into my mouth, filling me utterly, swallowing every desperate gasp I make. My hands trembled, gripping Caden’s thick length, slick and pulsing with need, stroking him in pace with the others, my fingers moving faster, keeping pace with the raw rhythm pounding through my body. It was too much, too overwhelming, the sensations crashing over me like a wave I couldn’t hold back from drowning in. I bucked my hips harder, craving more of the delicious fullness as Gunnar’s thrusts grew harder, his length driving deeper, stretching me in ways I didn’t know I needed. “Tell us you belong to us,” Caden growled into my ear, his voice rough and commanding, the heat of it igniting a fierce flame inside me. But I shoo
Riley's POV Before I could speak, I felt my back hit the door, then a wall. The hallway was dim, the air thick with heat and anticipation. Hands gripped me as their lips crashed into mine. I gasped into the kiss, my legs wrapping around one of them on instinct.Everything was a blur of motion and heat. Their bodies surrounded mine—pressing and pulling and claiming me roughly. I didn’t know who had me pinned, only that my body recognized their touch, and it set me on fire.Their fingers slid under my dress, brushing the inside of my thigh. I jolted, moaning softly as my hips rolled forward. The cold one lifted me, his hands firm under my thighs, carrying me across the room like I weighed nothing.He dropped himself onto a chair, dragging me down onto his lap, my dress riding up. The others were right there watching and waiting. One reached behind my back and unhooked my bra with ease, letting it fall to the floor as the cool air hit my skin but I didn’t feel shy. I felt proud and desi







