One cramped dorm. Three unwelcome guests. Two very blurred lines. Alejandra's sophomore year was supposed to be about focus, late-night study sessions, and finally having her own space. But when a massive gas leak turns her twin brother Alejandro's apartment building into a hazard zone, her sanctuary is invaded. Alejandro doesn't just ask for a place to crash-he moves himself and his two best friends, Elijah and Matthew, into Alejandra's tiny dorm room. The arrangement is a disaster from day one. Alejandra is beyond pissed; her privacy is gone, and her brother is as overprotective as ever. On the other side of the room, Elijah and Matthew aren't thrilled either. To them, Alejandra was just the "annoying twin sister"-a girl who would surely ruin their vibe and bring unwanted drama. But the girl they remembered isn't the woman standing in front of them. As the days bleed into nights, the narrow walls of the dorm begin to close in. The initial annoyance transforms into a heavy, suffocating heat that none of them can escape. Between the whispered conversations in the dark and the accidental brushes in the hallway, the boundary between "roommate" and "obsession" begins to disappear. Alejandra came into this hating the intrusion, but as she finds herself caught between Elijah's dark intensity and Matthew's magnetic pull, she realizes that some fires are impossible to put out-especially when they're burning right under her brother's nose. ⚠️ MATURE CONTENT: This is a "Why Choose" / Polyamory Romance featuring high-heat themes, power-exchange dynamics, and intense shared intimacy. Strictly for 18+ readers. #1 Spicy #1 Enemieswithbenefits

I cupped her face, planting a soft kiss on her beautiful lips. "Don't ever run from me, baby," I said softly, letting my thumb trace her jaw. "I love the chase." Her jaw tightened, her hands coming up to try and move mine. "Stop calling me baby, Ezra," she snapped, eyes flashing. I couldn't help but grin, dropping my voice to something low and dark. "Ohhh, now my baby has a problem with me calling her baby?" She shot me a glare, but I just tucked her hair behind her ear, pressing another kiss to her lips-gentler this time, lingering. "You don't get to tell me what to call you, baby." I leaned in closer, brushing my nose against hers. "You're whatever the fuck I call you."