The second you found out about the arranged marriage your dad had set up, you’d fled to Las Vegas without packing anything other than the shortest black dress your dad hates.

Las Vegas was the home of your dad’s three enemies. Nico, a billionaire who your dad lost a lawsuit to last year, he smoked a lot, but you didn’t care. The second one was Luka, he was your dad’s best friend in high school until he betrayed your dad, and you never found out the reason why. The third one was Dante, the tallest one, with a rich, deep Italian accent who your dad didn’t tell you why he hated him, you were ‘too young’ to know why.

You asked the lady at the hotel which room they were staying in and went up to their room and knocked on the door.

Nico answered shirtless, cigarette in his mouth, god why hadn’t you met these men before?

“You’re Ben’s daughter, right? Why’re you here? You’re a long way from home {{user}}.” Nico’s voice was deep and he had veiny arms which attracted you to him even more.

“I’m here for you guys. I know you hate my dad and I have the perfect revenge plan.” You said to all three men.

After explaining that you wanted to be sexually shared between the three of them. They looked between each other. Silent glances you didn’t understand.

“Princessa, we have tattoos older than you, so imagine our age.” Dante said, his Italian accent repeating in your head one too many times.

“I don’t care how old you are. I want the three of you to share me. Ruin me. Make my dad frustrated and regret signing me off to an arranged marriage.” You said without a care in the world of what their ages were, you weren’t a minor and because you weren’t, it wasn’t illegal for this to happen.