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Realizing that there were many unanswered questions before I could even consider such a proposition, I decided to tackle one issue at a time.

"Why did you bring me here?" I asked, gesturing around the room we occupied.

Rafe spoke first, his tone gentle. "We wanted you to see our home, how we live. We have nothing to hide from you, Luna."

Marcel shook his head. “Things got out of hand last night. We wanted to jolt you a bit, so you wouldn't take things lightly.”

"Marcel is right," Jude interjected, breaking his silence. "We wanted you to understand us better. We've spent years dreaming about what could be between us."

Rafe nodded in agreement. "We understand this is overwhelming, Luna. By being here with us, witnessing our lives and interactions, we hope you can see a different side of our proposal."

A mix of emotions swirled inside me - confusion, curiosity, and a hint of excitement at the prospect of being desired by these three men in such a profound way.

"I appreciate you showing me around," I began slowly, choosing my words carefully. "But I still have many questions... about your past, intentions, and expectations."

Marcel's gaze softened, reflecting earnestness and vulnerability. "We've faced hardships, Luna. Coming together made us stronger, happier. We all want you. If you were to come between us, we'd fall apart."

Rafe's touch on my hand was warm and reassuring. "Our intentions are to offer you everything. Not just physicalintimacy, although that's part of it. We want to provide protection, support, a sense of family. Perhaps, over time, you could come to love us. We aim to be there for you in every possible way."

Jude's intense gaze softened slightly as he spoke. "Our expectations are simple - we want you to choose us out of genuine desire, not obligation. We want this decision to be born from your true feelings."

Their sincerity and earnestness were palpable as they spoke. Despite my initial reservations, a part of me was drawn to the idea of forming a connection with these three determined men who sought to include me in their lives.

Standing amidst these three men offering me a life-changing opportunity, a mix of emotions churned within me - uncertainty mingled with curiosity, fear entwined with a budding hope.

The long and winding road I had known all my life had led to dead-end jobs and darker days. Was I on the verge of making the biggest mistake of my life? Aunt Ruby's words echoed in my mind, urging me to embrace the unknown to find my Happily Ever After.

I glanced up at Rafe's steely blue eyes, haunted by his charm that had stirred my dreams. Marcel's tender side, hidden beneath his passionate moments, called out to me. Was it mere lust or something deeper? And then there was Jude, the quiet one, whose brooding eyes held untold secrets waiting to be unraveled.

Outside, the wind howled, the leafless trees clawing at the window panes like bony fingers, as if urging me to decide. My heart raced, the icy air constricting my lungs as I pondered the alternative life that lay ahead.

"What the hell," I muttered, my heart pounding, "I might as well see where this twisted fairy tale takes me."

CHAPTER 6

LUNA

The moment I approached the brothers, they sprang to their feet, encircling me from all sides. The air grew heavy around me, saturated with the scents of earth and hedonism. A tremor traveled down my spine, not from the cold, but from something far more primal.

"Little moon," a sultry voice purred from my left, followed by a tantalizing caress from Jude. Rafe, his tanned skin glistening in the morning light like a dangerous yet irresistible temptation, wasted no time in joining in. "We've been eagerly awaiting your decision," he purred, beckoning me with a crooked finger.

The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end, yet my body, as always, betrayed me in their presence. A wave of anticipation surged through me as I willingly followed them into the unknown, unaware that I was about to become the centerpiece of their twisted and carnal feast. The Eliasson brothers closed in around me like predators closing in on their prey, their hungry gazes both terrifying and undeniably arousing.

"Do you accept us, Luna?" Rafe's voice, low and seductive, sent a thrill through me. "Y-yes," I stuttered, feeling my cheeks flush. "I... I believe so."

Marcel's laugh, cold and devoid of mirth, sent shivers down my spine, yet there was a glint of warmth in his eyes as he praised, "Good girl. There is no turning back once you agree to our terms. So, do you embrace your new life? As ours... to do with as we desire?"

Jude remained silent, his brooding gaze assessing me as though I were a delectable morsel. My mouth went dry, but I pushed aside my fear. There was a quiet intensity about him that made my skin tingle with anticipation. His penetrating eyes seemed to peer into my very soul, drawing me towards him irresistibly.

As I gazed at each of them, I felt an undeniable pull towards their dangerous world—a world brimming with passion, excitement, and an undercurrent of peril that sent shivers down my spine. Yet, amid the allure, a sense of conflict gnawed at me. Society had ingrained in me the belief that monogamy was the norm, and here I was, contemplating a liaison with three brothers—an unconventional choice that challenged everything I had ever known.

My moral compass spun wildly as I weighed the implications of my decision. On one hand, I recognized that being with the brothers promised boundless joy and pleasure. On the other, the nagging voice in my head questioned, “What will others think?”

Taking a deep breath, I endeavored to quiet the tumult of emotions within me. I resolved not to let societal expectations dictate my happiness. I needed to follow my heart, even if it led me down a perilous path.

"I choose you," I declared, granting them the consent they had been patiently awaiting. "All of you."

As the words escaped my lips, a wave of relief washed over me. I knew deep down that I had made the right decision, regardless of its unconventional nature. Rafe stepped forward, enveloping me in his arms, his lips claiming mine in a possessivekiss that left me breathless. Marcel and Jude followed suit, each demonstrating their ardent desire for me.

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