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Water dripped from my body as I padded through the mansion with my phone clutched in my hand after lifting it from the poolside table. There were three missed calls from Gina, but I knew the only reason she’d called back-to-back was likely because I’d left the club early.

I clicked her name and pressed the phone to my ear, moving to my bedroom windows overlooking the pool. Through the floor-to-ceiling glass, I could see Titan and Storm in an intense discussion. Storm’s body was rigid with tension. Titan’s stance was solid and unwavering.

“Girl! Finally!” Gina’s voice burst through the line. “I’ve been trying to reach you all night.”

“I was swimming.”

“Swimming? Chile, after that scene at Club Fetish? I figured you and Titan would be breaking furniture by now.”

A tickle ran down my flesh as heat flushed my skin at the memory of his mouth between my thighs minutes ago. “We got... interrupted.”

“Who would Titan let interrupt y’all? I saw how he handled that drunk asshole. That was sexy as fuck watching him defend you, by the way. It got my pussy wet, that’s for sure.”

I laughed and pressed my forehead to the cool glass, unable to tear my eyes from the men below. Storm was pacing now, his hands cutting through the air as he spoke. Titan stood still as stone, but I recognized that deadly stillness. He was processing, and analyzing Storm’s unusual behavior.

“You should’ve seen the rest of these thirsty ass men watching you dance,” Gina continued. “Though something felt off about one of them.”

“What do you mean?”

“This one guy – clean cut, expensive suit, definitely didn’t fit the club scene. He watched you differently. With more intention than the others.” She paused. “He followed you for a bit when you went to the bar.”

“Probably just another dude wanting attention.” But something tickled the back of my mind – a shadow I’d caught more than once tonight.

“Nah, this was different. He wasn’t trying to get your attention. Just... watching. Taking notes on his phone. Then I saw him outside when you and Titan left.”

Below, Titan’s hand shot out, gripping Storm’s shoulder to stop his pacing. I could see the muscles rippling through his arm even from here.

“You’re being paranoid,” I said, but my eyes were locked on the scene unfolding by the pool. “Probably just some wannabe player.”

“Girl, I know players. This wasn’t that. He had that energy like your men – like danger packaged in designer clothes.” She paused, then squealed. “Oh! Speaking of designer, let me tell you about this fine-ass man I met after you left.”

My lips curved, but I was half listening as I watched Titan and Storm below. Gina’s attention span was legendary when it came to attractive men, so I wasn’t surprised by her change of subject.

“Do tell.”

“Chile, this man is everything! Over six feet easily, built like a linebacker, wearing these capri shorts and crew neck strict around his muscles that had me ready to risk it all. The scent drifting from him screamed money honey, honeeeeeey!”

I chuckled, watching as Storm yanked away from Titan’s grip and stalked toward the pool house. “You’re about to leave with him, aren’t you?”

“You know me too well! He’s taking me to this rooftop lounge in South Beach. Apparently, he’s got connections and can get us in anywhere.”

“Be careful, Gina.”

“Please, I invented careful. Besides, I know what real danger looks like after watching Titan handle business tonight. This is just fun danger.”

I pressed closer to the glass as Titan’s gaze lifted to mine through the window. Even from this distance, the intensity of him aroused me to my core.

“There’s no such thing as fun danger.”

“Says the woman fucking three of the most sinfully gorgeous men in Miami.” She laughed. “Oh shit, he’s here! Gotta go, boo. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!”

“That leaves me a lot of options,” I murmured, just as she hung up.

I sent her a text right behind our call:

Send me a picture of the license plate asap.

A few minutes past then a notification came through of Miami plates.

I saved the image to my phone and stayed at the window, watching my men below.

Storm’s agitation was a juxtaposition to Titan’s measured tranquility.

Something was wrong – it had been wrong for days now.

But as much as I wanted to run down there and demand answers, I knew better.

When they were ready to reveal whatever this was, they would.

Still, as I turned from the window, I couldn’t shake the feeling that our world was about to tilt on its axis. And maybe I was ready for whatever chaos came next.

After all, I’d chosen to live this life with them. And there was nothing in this world that could make me walk away from what we’d built now.

I stripped off my wet swimsuit and strolled into the bathroom, taking a hot shower before climbing into bed. I would wait here for Titan to come and finish what we’d started, and I hoped for the sake of the pulsation between my thighs that he would be livid enough to fuck me senseless.