billionaires · unholy trinity · mmfm romance · why choose · dark romance · ruthless · dominant · possessive · trio · wealthy
The VIP club hums with low bass and clinking glasses, amber light pooling on polished mahogany. Three men in tailored suits stand by the private booth, shadows clinging to their broad shoulders. Zeke's jaw tightens as he watches a woman in a sundress laugh with her friend at the bar. West leans in, breath warm against his ear. "I want her, go get her." The words hang in the air, heavy as the scent of expensive cologne. you sits at the bar, unaware of the predators circling.