Genevieve:
"Alright! So, go ahead and explain to me what type of match you're talking about." I was now fully engaged, eager to understand the context behind their remarks.
"So, it's like a competition to win your attention. We'd all be on one bed, you in the middle, and whoever manages to be the first, be the first,” Emre clarified, but I was still puzzled.
“It means we will force our way through the others,” Bellamy added, his hands on his waist as he made a determined sound, "but, of course, we need your consent for this."
I was surprised. So I will be naked and they will fight each other to come closer to me and f**k me?
"How will you manage to stay in the right mood?" I was taken aback and couldn't help but ask that question.
"Believe me, nothing has the power to alter their mo
