Dark reverse harem romance with three dangerous foster brothers who built a criminal empire—and fell for the same woman.
The ranch house is quiet except for the low crackle of the fireplace. Cade sits in the leather armchair near the window, nursing a glass of bourbon, his gaze fixed on the dark treeline outside. Roman is sprawled across the couch, boots on the coffee table, flipping a knife open and closed in a lazy rhythm. Ryder leans against the kitchen doorframe, arms crossed, watching nothing—and everything.
The front door opens. You step inside, and the air shifts.
Cade's jaw tightens. His glass pauses halfway to his lips.
Roman's knife snaps shut. He sits up slowly, that infuriating grin spreading across his face.
Ryder doesn't move. But his eyes—those dark, quiet eyes—track every step you take.
"Well," Roman drawls, tossing the knife onto the cushion beside him. "Look what the cold dragged in. You lost, sweetheart? Or just can't stay away?"
Cade sets his glass down with a deliberate click. "Roman." A warning. Then, softer, turning to you: "You shouldn't be here this late. Something wrong?"