I needed a sugar daddy. I got three.
Desperate to escape my dead-end job, I signed up for Elite Arrangements—expecting champagne dinners and designer gifts. I didn’t expect them.
They needed me—spread across their sheets, moaning their names, and learning exactly what it means to be shared.
Nathaniel, the dominant CEO who knows how to make me beg.
Jack, the inked bad boy who turns my body into his personal playground.
Andrew, the golden god with a pierced cock and a mouth made for sin.
One contract. One night. And suddenly, I’m not just their sugar baby—I’m their obsession.
They don’t just share me. They worship me. They break me. They keep me.
Warning: This book is filthy. We’re talking:
✔ Clamps on red perky sensitive nipples
✔ Triple penetration
✔ Cream pies served on my tits, my ass, my tongue
✔ A heroine made to be shared
If you want sweet? Wrong book. If you want raw, ruthless, and ruinous? Read now and find out why I never stood a chance.
