"With me," he said, voice brushing my ear like a promise and a threat all at once.
My heart flipped. My stomach coiled and tightened.
I pulled back just enough to see his face those cold, steel-blue eyes glittering in the haze of the club lights. My throat went dry.
"I don't even know your name," I said, my voice barely audible over the music.
"Asher." He said
"Asher what?" I questioned
He smiled, slow and wicked. "You'll find out."
That should've sent alarms blaring in my head.
But instead, all I felt was heat.
Dangerous heat.
He turned to the bartender with a nod. "Another for her. And one for me."
"I didn't ask for another," I said, swallowing down nerves as the drink was slid toward me.
"But you need it." He raised a brow. "You're running from something, remember?"
I hesitated, then took the glass. The first sip burned down my throat, and I welcomed it like punishment.
He watched me closely. Too closely.
"Tell me what happened," he said.
I blinked. "You don't want to hear about my problems."
"Try me."
"My boyfriend cheated on me," I blurted before I could stop myself. "I lost my job. I went back to an apartment I haven't been to in a year just to cry in the dark with no food in the fridge."
His expression didn't change. "And now?"
"Now I'm here," I murmured, "trying not to fall apart."
My phone buzzed again. Loud. Insistent. The vibrations traveled through the counter and into my spine.
He glanced at my purse. "You're not going to get that?"
"No."
"Boyfriend?"
"Ex," I said quickly. Then I hesitated. "I think."
He tilted his head. "You're unsure?"
"I'm unsure of everything right now," I whispered.
Another buzz.
I let out a shaky breath and silenced it without looking.
"You know," he said, setting down his glass, "sometimes the people who break us don't deserve to put us back together."
That hit harder than I expected.
I stared at him. "Why are you being nice to me?"
He smirked. "Who said I'm nice?"
The lights shifted again. Blue now. Softer. Intimate.
And then he leaned in, brushing a knuckle along my jaw.
"I have two friends here tonight," he said. "I was thinking about inviting them over. If that's okay with you."
I hesitated.
"Friends?" I asked, already suspicious.
He smiled. "The kind of friends who like to share."
My breath caught.
I should've said no. I should've grabbed my bag and run. But instead, I asked, "Share what exactly?"
"You."
The word hit me like a slap and a caress at the same time.
He didn't give me a chance to respond. Just turned his head slightly and nodded toward the corner of the lounge.
Two men approached.
Both tall. Both devastating.
The first had dark brown skin, close-cropped hair, a jawline that looked carved from stone, and eyes like thunderclouds. His presence was pure danger casual, confident, and absolutely unapologetic.
The second was leaner but just as lethal. Blond curls, a silver ring on his lip, tattoos crawling up his neck. He had the look of someone who'd kiss you while making you cry.
They flanked him my mystery man like predators closing in on prey.
I was the prey.
"Ivy," he said smoothly, "this is Levi..." he nodded to the dark one, "...and Kai."
Kai gave a wicked grin. "She's even prettier up close."
Levi just looked me over once, slow and deliberate, before saying, "She looks like she needs to be ruined."
I couldn't breathe.
Couldn't think.
They were looking at me like they already owned me. Like they were sizing me up for destruction.
"What... do you want?" I asked, though I already knew.
"We want you," Kai said simply. "All of you."
"Right here?" I breathed.
"No, baby," Levi replied, stepping closer. "Someplace private."
"But only if you say yes," my mystery man added, his voice low and velvet-smooth. "This isn't a game. We won't chase. We don't beg. You say no, we walk away."
I looked at each of them-three men who looked like they stepped out of a forbidden fantasy and into my broken little life.
I should've walked.
I should've said no.
But I didn't.
Instead, I whispered, "What happens if I say yes?"
All three stepped in, boxing me between them like I was already theirs.
And then, in perfect sync, like wolves circling their prey, they leaned in.
"We'd love to make you ours," Kai murmured.
My heart stopped.
And then it started again faster than ever.
A New Beginning After Divorce
After three years of marriage, he abandoned her, but treated Maria Harris like a treasure. He ignored her and treated her harshly. Their marriage was like a cage. Linda Abels is very patient, because she loves Shane Harvey deeply! Until it rained heavily that night, he left her pregnant and flew abroad to accompany Maria', while Linda's legs were bleeding and she crawled out to call an ambulance... She finally breathed a sigh of relief: some people's hearts can never be covered. Linda wrote down the divorce agreement and left quietly. ... Two years later, Linda came back with countless suitors around her. Her scum ex-husband pressed her on the door panel and forced her step by step: "Mrs. Linda, I haven't signed yet! Don't want to be good to others!" Linda smiled and said lightly, "Mr. Shane, we have nothing to do with each other!" The man's eyes were slightly red, and he tremblingly said his vow when he got married: "Linda will never leave him in his life, and divorce is prohibited!"
Touch Me, Daddies
Keep your legs open, baby. That's it... eyes on me." One had his hand around my throat. Another had his mouth between my thighs. The third... God help me, he was the one who whispered the filth that made me forget my name. Three of them. All at once. Tearing me apart like I belonged to them. And the truth is-I did. Because I gave them my body the night I lost everything else. The night I got fired. The night my boyfriend left me for my best friend. The night I nearly ended it all. But I'd been kind to a stranger once. Gave him my umbrella in the rain. Smiled at him even when my world was falling apart. That man? He found me drunk and desperate on the edge of ruin... and offered me something darker than a second chance. To be theirs. All three of theirs. Not a girlfriend. Not a wife. A plaything. A prize. A pet. Now I wake up in silk sheets. I don't work. I don't pay bills. I only exist to please them. And Daddy doesn't like when I cry. He likes when I beg.
Let Me Love You
Jake Demidov is the perfect student. Rich family background, excellent grades and mysterious personality. Teachers respect him, boys envy him and girls worship him. All girls but one, Lisa Thompson, the new student. Just on her first day, she's able to run Jake's jacket. Furious, he asks her to pay for it. Seeing she can't, they come into an agreement. Work for me till we graduate. There's more to it though. As the spend more time together, feelings form and Lisa realizes Jake isn't as perfect as he seems.
Forgotten Daughter, Unforgettable Comeback
Cast off to a remote village at birth, Lilah was exiled while the woman who destroyed her mother stepped into her father's life. Her half-sister tried to claim her inheritance and title. Eighteen years later, Lilah returned. The town watched, hoping to see her fail. But Lilah stunned them-she was breathtaking and talented. A master in medicine, painting, racing, music, and design, she tore down every lie. Her father and stepmother faced ruin, and her foolish brother finally met his downfall. The once-mocking crowd trembled, especially with Cayden, her gifted, powerful partner, at her side. "Anyone who crosses my wife has to answer to me!"
Brilliance Unmasked: The Cold-Blooded Tycoon Wants His Vengeful Queen
Arabella, a state-trained prodigy, won freedom after seven brutal years. Back home, she found her aunt basking in her late parents' mansion while her twin sister scrounged for scraps. Fury ignited her genius. She gutted the aunt's business overnight and enrolled in her sister's school, crushing the bullies. When cynics sneered at her "plain background," a prestigious family claimed her and the national lab hailed her. Reporters swarmed, influencers swooned, and jealous rivals watched their fortunes crumble. Even Asher-the rumored ruthless magnate-softened, murmuring, "Fixed your mess-now be mine."
Love Takes Off At Thirty Thousand Feet
Cornered by her benefactor at a lavish party for another woman, Irene was told in no uncertain terms to remain the stand-in and not wish for more. Tired of her pathetic life, she turned to Henry, the brilliant pilot she was engaged to by arrangement. She seized his tie, kissed him, and suggested a quick, convenient marriage. Henry agreed with a quiet smile. What began as a businesslike union took an unexpected turn. After the wedding, Henry's cool restraint melted away, his teasing-whether in private or at thirty thousand feet-left Irene breathless, questioning if love might finally take flight. "Stay by my side. Or I don't mind letting the control tower hear you beg."