Sinful Heaven

**5- Untouched

The trio settled into their study, the atmosphere thick with contemplation as they reflected on their earlier conversation with Eleanor. Leonardo poured himself a glass of whiskey, the amber liquid catching the light as he swirled it gently. “Can you believe her?” he began, taking a sip. “So beautiful, so talented, and yet untouched by the world. It’s almost… astonishing.”

Roberto leaned back in his chair, a thoughtful expression on his face. “I’ve met countless women in our world, but none like her. She’s so innocent in many ways. There’s a purity to her that’s hard to find these days.” He shook his head in disbelief. “And the fact that she’s never been in a relationship? It’s almost unfathomable.”

Alejandro, who had been quietly contemplating, nodded in agreement. “It makes her even more intriguing. We’ve spent our lives surrounded by power plays, manipulation, and superficial connections. Meeting someone like Eleanor, who hasn’t been jaded by it all… it feels refreshing.”

Leonardo leaned forward, his gaze intense. “And the way she carries herself—completely oblivious to the effect she has on others. It’s like she’s in her own world, completely focused on her work. Most women would play up their allure to gain attention, but she’s the opposite. It’s disarming.”

Roberto smirked. “And that innocence is what draws us in even more. It’s rare to find someone who doesn’t conform to the expectations of society. She doesn’t seem to care about the games or the attention; she’s just… her.”

Alejandro chuckled softly, shaking his head. “I can’t help but wonder how she’ll react when she realizes the extent of our interest. It’s going to be a challenge to show her that we’re not like the others she’s encountered. She needs to know that we see her for who she truly is, not just as another trophy.”

Leonardo leaned back, his expression contemplative. “That’s going to take some work. We need to approach this delicately. If she feels overwhelmed or cornered, it might push her away instead of drawing her in.”

Roberto nodded, his demeanor serious. “We have to earn her trust. Show her that we’re genuine in our intentions. This isn’t just a game for us; we want her to be a part of our lives.”

Alejandro raised his glass in a toast, a determined glint in his eyes. “To Eleanor. Let’s be the men who show her a different side of life—one filled with passion, loyalty, and love. She deserves it, and we’ll make sure she knows it.”

The three men clinked their glasses together, each feeling a sense of purpose ignite within them. They knew that winning over Eleanor would not be easy, but the challenge only made them more determined. In a world filled with deception and ambition, they were ready to prove that true connection could exist, even among the powerful. They were prepared to fight for her, to protect her innocence, and to reveal the depths of their own hearts.

Eleanor returned to her desk, her mind still buzzing with thoughts from lunch. She dove back into her work, the rhythmic tapping of her keyboard providing a comforting backdrop to her thoughts. Lines of code danced across the screen, and she felt a sense of accomplishment as she tackled the latest challenges in the project. Her focus was absolute, completely unaware of the lingering gazes of her three bosses, who had left a significant impression on her.

Meanwhile, Blake had left the office to grab their dinner, intending to surprise her with her favorite takeout. As he strolled through the bustling streets, his mind wandered back to Eleanor and the subtle chemistry he sensed between her and the trio of Mafia leaders. He chuckled to himself, imagining how the three powerful men would try to woo his best friend, who remained blissfully oblivious to the attention she commanded. He couldn’t help but smile, knowing that Eleanor was in for a wild ride.

When Blake returned home, he found Eleanor still engrossed in her work. The apartment was quiet except for the soft hum of her computer and the rustle of papers scattered across her desk. He set down the takeout boxes, the delicious aroma wafting through the air. “Hey, Eleanor! Time for a break!” he called out, breaking her concentration.

Eleanor looked up, her emerald eyes sparkling with surprise. “Oh, Blake! You’re back already? I didn’t even notice the time!” She pushed a stray strand of her red hair behind her ear and smiled, feeling grateful for the interruption.

Blake grinned, holding up the takeout. “I brought your favorite—extra cheese!” He plopped down on the couch, gesturing for her to join him. “You’ve been working hard; you deserve a little treat.”

She laughed softly and joined him, grabbing a box of pizza and sinking into the plush cushions. “Thanks! I really needed this. I was so focused on finishing the algorithm that I lost track of time.” She took a bite, savoring the gooey cheese and savory toppings. “Mmm, this is amazing!”

Blake watched her with amusement, enjoying the sight of her blissfully indulging in her favorite food. “You know, you really should take a break more often. You can’t just work all the time.”

Eleanor waved him off playfully. “I’m fine! I like what I do, and besides, I have to keep up with the expectations of the bosses.” She chuckled, her mind momentarily drifting back to Leonardo, Alejandro, and Roberto.

Blake raised an eyebrow, a mischievous smirk on his face. “Speaking of your bosses, how do you think they’re handling your latest project? I mean, considering how much they seem to admire you?”

Eleanor shrugged, her expression innocent. “I just hope they’re happy with my work. It’s not like I’m doing anything special. Just my job, you know?”

Blake couldn’t help but laugh. “Just your job? Eleanor, you’re incredible at what you do! And those three men are not just your bosses; they’re powerful Mafia leaders. They see more in you than just your technical skills.”

Eleanor rolled her eyes but couldn’t suppress the smile tugging at her lips. “They’re just men, Blake. I’m sure they have plenty of other things on their minds.”

Blake shook his head, unable to contain his amusement. “You really have no idea, do you? They’re completely taken by you, and you’re just sitting here, completely oblivious to the attention you’re getting.”

Eleanor laughed, shaking her head in disbelief. “You’re imagining things, Blake. I doubt they even notice me like that.”

As they continued to eat and chat, the warm camaraderie between them filled the room. Eleanor felt at ease, grateful for her friendship with Blake, who always brought her back to reality when she got lost in her work. But little did she know, the powerful men from her office were still deeply intrigued by her, and their interest was only growing.