Four of us - my husband, his brothers, and me - one house.
"We're moving in tomorrow," Jared said, cutting through the air like a gunshot.
"It's safer this way."
Beck didn't even look at Hayden; his eyes stayed on me.
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TW: ABUSE, VIOLENCE, FOURSOMES, THREESOMES, VOYEURISM. THERE WILL BE MM, MF, and MFMM sex
After the crash that shattered our lives, Hayden was left in a wheelchair and I tried to hold us together. When the threats began-proof it wasn't an accident-his best friends, Beck and Jared, moved in to protect us**. Four of us, one house, and a past none of us can outrun.

At first it was safety. Then came the silence, the tension, the lingering looks. Hayden's pride, Beck's calm control, Jared's quiet fire-each of them pulling me closer, testing the lines I swore I'd never cross. The real danger isn't outside; it's the way my heartbeat changes when they're near. This is forbidden love, a slow-burn reverse harem born of forced proximity and protective alpha males, where loyalty, desire, and fear sleep in the same bed.
Four of us, one house. A husband, his two best friends, and me-the woman pretending this is only about protection. But the way they look at me, and at each other, says otherwise.

BOOK 1