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It’s all the rage, the told her. Women all over the world are selling their virginities to outrageously rich men for obscene amounts of money that would keep them cushioned in the arm of luxury for the rest of their lives.
For Amber Miller it’s the perfect solution to all her problems. One night at a ritzy hotel with a nice smelling billionaire - because surely all billionaires must smell nice, and she’ll be able to clear her deceased parents’ inherited debt and keep the house her mother loved so much.
What could go wrong?
The return of the three very bossy boys who live next door!
They promised her dad they would look out for her when she was a little girl, and now all grown-up the promise still stands and that makes her completely off limits.
But when they discover the answer to her financial woes involves some rich schmuck touching her all bets are off.
Publisher Warning: The Very Bossy Boys Next Door contain scenes of an explicit nature, spankings and anal punishments and all that is wrapped up in a very happy ever after.
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“Your safety is something we take very seriously,” Dex said softy, facing her now but with a determination that set his perfectly sculpted jaw into an appealing square as he rounded her. Her gaze followed his tall form as he strolled toward the bay window.
Something bad was about to happen to her, and she didn’t have enough experience to give herself even one small, tiny hint.
“Wait…”
“You have to be punished for this, Princess,” Owen said as he dropped down to his haunches in front of her. He gently tucked her long hair behind her ear. “You have to accept that there isn’t a problem you have that we can’t solve. But more than that, you have to learn to come to us with any problems you have. It’s our job. You should have called that number.”
“I’m not your job,” she said shakily. She didn’t want to be a task they had to take care of because they made a promise to her dad. “Please, just let me go.” Streaks of nervousness made her tummy turn upside down as her gaze widened in fear when she watched Dex easily unscrew the curtain holdback knob, which was really just a smooth, highly varnished dome with a stem. What on earth…
“Wait. What… What are you going to do with that? Untie me right now. Owen, please, let me go. Please,” she begged frantically, her gaze wavering from Owen to Dex to Matthew, who stood in front of her as well, his enigmatic gaze giving nothing away, and she wasn’t sure if she imagined the tightening of his jaw as she begged to be released.
In fact, while the other two men gave nothing away either, she saw the same kind of tension in them. A split-second shadow of darkness that swept over their eyes before it disappeared, and she was sure she was losing her mind.
“Dex?” she cried frantically when he left the room with the curtain holdback in his hand. For the life of her she couldn’t imagine what they intended to do with it and her.
“Please. I don’t want to be here.” But even in her inexperience, she couldn’t ignore the feverish glint of her skin, the way her nerves pulled and pushed and made her womb contract and her pussy ache for something that had no name.
“You will be released, but only when we’re a hundred percent certain you’ll never pull a stunt like this again.”
“Do you realize that Paloma's man could have hurt you just enough to scare you into complying? Do you understand that he could have put his fucking hands on you, and we would not have been there to break them for him?” Matthew said softly, but his anger, like his two brothers, lingered in every word they said to her.
“You could have prevented that if you called that number the first time Paloma asked for the money because no mobster is ever going to say it’s okay. You should have known that, Amber.”
“I don’t need you sorting out my problems for me. Don’t you get it? I don’t want to have anything to do with you three. I want to be released. Now.”
She whimpered when Dex returned to the living room. Her heart somersaulted as he held the curtain ornament in a towel in his hand as he dried it off. Had he washed it? Why did he have to wash it?
They were entirely too serious, and they weren’t going to let her go. Not until she learned her lesson.
She swallowed awkwardly as they moved in behind her again.
Oh God, help her. She turned her head once more to the back, then whipped it around so fast she thought she made herself see triple.
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