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