Page 11 of Sinful Chains

Too much.Waytoo much.

I sighed, shifting in my ergonomic chair, stretching my neck. Other than the faint hum of florescent lights and the occasional shuffle of students passing by in the hallway, my office was quiet. Bored stiff, I stared out my window, which overlookedthe main quad. It made me feel wistful. I never spent much time on the quad in undergrad. I was too busy studying.

That was the safe option. Not sororities, or frat parties, or step shows. No, it was safer in my dorm or in the library, clicking away on my laptop, books and papers spread out around me. But that’s me. That’s always been me. The safe, reliable one, playing by all the rules, double-checking policies, making sure everything was in order. I never took risks. Never stepped outside the lines.

Which made Revere all the more confusing to me. We had the same parents. Same upbringing. I thoughthewas safe, too, until he told me his secret.

A secret life with his closest frat brothers. Coincidentally,Inow had a secret life with his closest frat brothers, and it was one he’d never approve of in a million lifetimes. It still felt surreal. Storm. Cruz. Titan.

I leaned back in my chair, my fingers pausing over the keyboard. A slow, sneaky smile curled my lips.

Those three were anythingbutsafe.

It was so messy. Beyond complicated. The fact that there was no social media status for what I was doing was a flashing neon sign that it was out of pocket.

But I loved it.

For the first time in my life, I wasn’t making decisions based on what other people expected of me. I wasn’t playing it safe. Following the rules. I wasn’t the dependable friend, the good employee, or the responsible daughter.

I was just Santari.

And apparently, Santari gets down.

Evidently, Santari gets railed by the three finest men in all of Miami.

At the same damn time.

I exhaled, shaking my head at myself. I had reports to file, emails to answer, spreadsheets to update…but instead, I grabbed my phone and sent a single text to the group chat.

Thinking about y’all. Fyi, it’s distracting me from some very important administrative tasks

A response came immediately

Cruz

I got some important non-administrative tasks for you baby girl

Then another

Titan

Be careful, Goddess. Sounds like an invitation. You know we’ll RSVP

And finally, after a longer pause…

Storm

I’m distracted, too. There hasn’t been a time recently where I’m not thinking about you, Princess

I quirked an eyebrow.

Princess?

I swallowed hard, heat curling in my stomach. These men sure knew how to wind me up.

I blew out a breath and tucked my phone away in my drawer before I spent the rest of the day rereading their messages. Three men, three different flavors of danger. And somehow, all mine.

Cruz was my first. I suppose you could say he introduced me to this life. Broke me in. And the speed with which I got comfortable shocked even me. It just felt…right. Now, I was living it every day.

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