Don't judge me. Please. I'm on my knees in a penthouse that costs more than most people earn in a lifetime. Three men surround me. Three billionaires. Three obsessions. Nagi's hand is in my hair, tugging just enough to make me gasp. His eyes are dark, hungry, watching me like I'm the only thing that's ever mattered. "Open," he commands. I obey. Marcus is behind me, his chest pressed to my back, his lips on my neck. "You're so good for us," he whispers. "So perfect." Andrey watches from the chair across the room, grey eyes burning. He's patient. He's always patient. But I see the way his fingers grip the armrest. I see what I do to him. They take turns. Sometimes together. Sometimes one at a time while the others watch. They worship me. They ruin me. They make me feel like I'm the center of their entire world. And I am. I love them all. Nagi, who knew me first. Marcus, who came back for me. Andrew, who stayed because I made him feel alive. But none of them know a secret. A threat lurking in the shadows. Marcus's mother wants me dead. She thinks I'm a distraction. She doesn't understand that without me, these three men would tear each other apart. So I kneel. I obey. I let them claim me. Because when they're inside me, when they're whispering my name, when they're telling me I'm theirs... I know I'm safe. I know I'm loved. And I'll fight like hell to keep this. Three men. One woman. No rules. No apologies. Want to watch us burn? 🌶️🖤💦 --- Ready to meet them? Turn the page. I dare you. 💋