She's a headstrong lawyer who has had groundbreaking success in her field despite her young age.
They are three dominant brothers who need a lawyer for their multi-million pound business.
What could go wrong?
NOTE: THIS IS A REVERSE HAREM NOVEL
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Warning: This chapter contains scenes of CNC (Consensual Non-Consent). If this makes you uncomfortable, please be warned this will be a common theme within this novel <333
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She looks fucking insatiable.
The black dress highlights her curves, showcasing her slim body. It barely covers her body and her breasts peek out of the top of her dress, giving an intoxicating hint to the perfection underneath.
Fuck.
The urge to kill the motherfucker standing so close to her courses through my mind.
She's fucking mine.
Somehow, Zach managed to convince Elijah and I to come to the same exact club she was going to tonight.
He told us we needed a night off and we bregudginly gave in.
Then he picked up the blonde girl, who has been desperately flirting with the three of us.
Elijah obliged and flirted back, them both giving her the attention she craves, whilst I deprive her of any.
She doesn't interest me.
And I don't share.
I watch as Carlie turns her attention back to the guy she's with, my blood boiling as she smiles at him.
"Did you know she'd be here?" Elijah asks our youngest brother, scathing in his voice.
"No, I swear," Zach holds his hands up in defence, "I suggested this because we needed a night off from the Carlie issue."
Well fucking done.
The three of us completely ignore the blonde, keeping our eyes pinned on Carlie as she downs another drink before walking to the dance floor, the man hot on her tail.
She begins to dance, swaying her hips as he presses against her back.
He whispers something in her ear, making her roll her head back and laugh before pressing into him more.
I'm going to kill him.
They dance for what seems like a lifetime before she whispers in his ear and leaves him to walk over to her assistant and another man.
"I'm going to get a drink," I stand up, needing alcohol to distract me.
"Don't do anything stupid, Cal," Elijah warns but I shake my head to dismiss him and head down to the bar.
Turning back to look at my brothers, I see them both giving the woman attention, giving me the perfect opportunity to slip out of their eyesight.
On a mission, I stalk down the hallway that leads to the ladies toilets.
When I find it, I'm pleased to find only Carlie in it, readjusting her makeup in the large mirror that spans the extent of the wall above the sink.
I lock the door behind me, making her jump at the sound before her eyes dart to me in shock.
