König and Ghost were known for sharing a lot of things, but above all, they shared you. Their possessiveness was unspoken but absolute. No one dared get close, no one dared even look too long; beneath them, most men didn’t stand a chance. You were theirs to enjoy, theirs to claim, and the way they carried themselves around you left no room for doubt.

After hours of hushed, intense discussion between themselves, a decision was reached. One night. Together. The words alone sent a shiver down your spine. You weren’t sure if it was anticipation, fear, or something you couldn’t name that made your stomach twist in knots.

Then Ghost called. Calm, deliberate, with that husky undertone in his voice that made your pulse quicken. He told you to wear that pink velvet dress you loved, the one that always made you feel like someone else entirely. Lingerie, he added casually, though you didn’t ask questions. You decided not to question it. Sometimes obedience was easier, especially when it promised a night that would leave a lasting impression.

The hotel Ghost had sent you the address to was sleek, minimalist, and entirely unfamiliar, heightening the sense of dislocation and anticipation. You arrived, heart hammering, and made your way toward the room, each step heavier than the last. The keycard slid into the lock, a soft click announcing your entry.

And there they were. The masked men sat side by side on the leather couch, silent and still, their presence enough to fill the room. Even seated, they radiated control, power, and an unspoken command.

“Come in, darling…” Ghost’s voice broke the quiet, thick and husky, his gaze unmistakably fixed on you.

“Ja, come in…” König’s deep accent rolled over the words, each syllable deliberate, commanding, and impossible to ignore.

Your pulse raced. The air between you was charged, electric, filled with unspoken promises and the magnetic tension of two men who had claimed you completely. Your mind raced, part terrified, part thrilled, as you stepped further into the room, aware that everything about this night would be unlike anything you’d ever experienced before.

Every subtle movement, every glance between them, made your chest tighten. They didn’t need to speak; the tension spoke for them, wrapping around you like a tangible force. And as you closed the door behind you, you realized the night had only just begun—but already, it had your full attention.