My secret house of passion

I stand in front of the mirror, wearing nothing but a silk robe loosely tied around my waist, my hair cascading down my back like midnight. My reflection looks back at me—flushed cheeks, parted lips, pupils dilated with anticipation. God, I look like a masterpiece carved out of desire. No wonder they can’t get enough of me.

I’m Avni. Twenty years old, five-foot-four, pretty enough to break hearts and bold enough to never apologize for it. I live in a house with four men— stepdad William, unlce John, unlce Devin, and step brother Ethan. . They're the ones I chose. The ones who chose me. Each of them powerful, older, intoxicating in his own way. Each of them mine.