Vivian’s POV
I’m in a hotel suite with my husband sitting in a corner chair, with four strangers he arranged to ruin me.
I’m wearing the mini black dress he picked out, with no underwear,.
Three weeks ago, Drake told me his fantasy. He wanted to watch other men f**k me. I laughed because I thought he was joking. He wasn’t.
It was a ridiculous thing to do, but eventually, the thought of strange men f*****g me started to turn me on. So I agreed.
He arranged everything already before he even asked — four men, a suite, rules I didn’t read because my hands were shaking too hard and the wetness between my legs was answering for me.
Now I’m here. The four strangers are standing by the minibar. Nico — dark-haired, confident, the kind of smile that makes you forget your own name. Dex — big, b
