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“Fuck!” Leo’s head fell back, his muscles tensing as he came inside me.

Ethan’s hands gripped my hips tightly, his thrusts out of control as he chased the same pleasure he had given us. His body pressed against my back, his mouth open against my shoulder in a silent cry as he came.

We stood there for a moment, our bodies still connected, our breaths coming in ragged gasps. I was exhausted and my body spent, but I was also filled with a sense of euphoria... and their cum.

Leo kissed me softly, his voice a gentle murmur. “You’re amazing, Libby. Absolutely amazing.”

Ethan didn’t speak but pulled out of me slowly, his hands gentle as he helped lower me to the ground, Leo slipping free as well. I winced slightly, my body sore from the intense experience and the aftermath dripping from between my legs.

We’d made the decision a week ago after being tested that condoms were optional, but now I was slightly regretting that decision.

I sighed, leaning into Leo’s chest as Ethan leaned into me. I’d never felt so connected to them, and I was completely falling in love… with both of them.

Chapter 27

Shocking Love Triangle

Leo

Ihated Mondays, especially Mondays after the most perfect weekend with my boyfriend and girlfriend. Smiling, because I really liked the fucking sound of that, I opened my laptop and turned it on.

It was the first weekend in what felt like forever where I’d done absolutely no work and completely turned off anything that would take me away from Libby and Ethan.

There had been nothing urgent that had happened over the weekend and nothing that the employees I hired to run things couldn’t handle. Still, it was hard to disconnect when, for the past year, I’d been laser-focused on proving to my father that I had what it takes to run the hotels when he eventually retired.

But was that even what I wanted?

He didn’t trust me, which was made clear when he told me he was done babysitting a grown man. After what happened with the blackmail, he wasn’t going to let me touch anything to dowith the hotels until I proved to him that I could live a life where I wouldn’t end up losing everything or end up the hot gossip.

I ran my hand down my face as I waited for my emails to load. My gut was telling me that I didn’t want to be the same as my father—his life was ruled by the business and the number of zeros in his bank account.

As it was, I had plenty of money to retire and still live like I had been.

And then there was my mom. She was probably more concerned about our family image and business interests than my dad was, but at least she was still a little in touch with her heart.

I was about to start digging into my emails when a sharp knock at my office door jolted me out of my thoughts. Before I could respond, the door swung open, and Ryker walked in, his face a mask of indifference.

My stomach dropped. This couldn’t be good. Had Libby gone and talked to him that morning?

“Good morning, sunshine. What brings you by? I didn’t think we had a meeting scheduled.”

He said nothing as he strode across the room, and without a word, placed a piece of paper on my desk. He took a step back, crossing his arms over his chest.

Confused and more than a little unnerved by his silence, I picked up the paper. As soon as I saw what it was, the blood drained from my face.

It was a printout from some trashy online tabloid that I was no stranger to. They were obsessed with the rich and elite in New York City, and in turn, made their readership crave any juicy gossip.

The headline screamed, “PLAYBOY BILLIONAIRE’S SHOCKING LOVE TRIANGLE!” Below it were two photos of mekissing Ethan and Libby. Both were taken during our weekend in the Hamptons.

My mind raced, trying to figure out how anyone could have gotten those pictures without me seeing. They were grainy, indicating they were taken from a distance.

I looked up at Ryker, desperately trying to read his expression. But his face remained impassive, giving nothing away.

“Ryker-” I started, but he held up a hand, silencing me.

“Did you read the article?”

My eyes returned to the short article under the pictures.

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