• A girl and her roommates • *This book is a mature, standalone, contemporary reverse harem romance.* ------------❦------------- Closed off and untrusting, hot-headed and reckless. Those words have bounced around me my entire life, even if they're all far from the truth. The real truth of Paisley Scott is mostly a symphony of mystery and half-baked rumors. Being the daughter of two controversial socialites with my own career as a taboo romance writer tends to land you in hot water with the press. So when I suddenly find myself stuck with three new arrogant housemates due to a mix-up of leases, you can imagine my discomfort. With nowhere else to turn and signatures already on the dotted lines, we make the insufferable decision to make the most of our situation, even after we butt heads from the moment we meet. As the days turn into weeks, I'm finding it increasingly harder to keep my walls standing tall, especially when they won't cut me any slack with the flirtatious banter. And when they find out exactly what ideas I have for my next novel, they're just a little too intrigued, and eager to help me edit. But am I ready and willing to throw caution to the wind, to ignore that this new development could cause me even more drama with the public? Am I going to let these men rewrite me? ------------❦------------- [CONTENT WARNING: This book contains strong adult themes. A full list of trigger warnings can be found in the author's note. Please be advised.]

"Fuck," he breathed. "You're always so wet." Alecio slammed two fingers deep, thumb crushing my clit, fucking me hard and fast until my thighs shook. Emeric's control finally snapped, eyes molten as he locked his gaze on my pierced nipples. Seven's mouth found my neck, biting in perfect rhythm with Alecio on the other side. "Imagine my cock splitting you open while Seven fucks your mouth," Alecio growled against my skin, "and Emeric decides which hole we ruin next." ----------------------------- Five boys. One lie. No forgiveness. I lied on the stand. Not by mistake. Not under pressure. I did it on purpose, and I did it for something I wanted more than justice. A billionaire went to prison. The world moved on. I disappeared. Now I'm back. Enrolled at the same elite university his son and his best friends attend. I thought I could stay quiet. I thought if I kept my head down, the past would stay buried. I was wrong. They remember me. They know what I did. And they want revenge served cold, cruel, and up close. So they drag me into their world of power, privilege, and manipulation. They move me into their house. Watch me. Corner me. Study me like I'm just another secret to uncover. But I've kept darker things hidden than they can imagine. And the more they try to break me, the more they start to fracture. Because obsession works both ways. And none of us are walking away clean. A dark, slow-burn reverse harem where enemies blur into lovers and lies are foreplay.