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"Your cherry is dripping for us, begging for us to use it." His deep voice sent shivers down my spine.
"Do you want that, buttercup? Do you want us to give your little cherry what it craves?"
"Y…yes, sir." I breathed
Joanna Clover's hard work through university paid off when she got a secretary job offer to her dream company, Dangote Group of Industries. The company is owned by three mafia heirs, they don't only own a joint business, they are also lovers and had been together since their college days.
They are sexually attracted to one another but they share everything together including women and they change them like clothes. They are known as the world's most dangerous playboys.
They want to share her but will she accept the fact that they sleep each other?
Will she be able to navigate business and pleasure?
She has never been touched by a man before let alone three, all at the same time. Will she oblige?

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Joanna

I woke up to the sound of my alarm slowly getting louder and I waited for the chiming bells to stop before I rolled over and hit the screen. With a deep breath, I muster the energy to get out of the bed and drag myself to the shower. I had a job interview today and I needed to be there early so that I won't be labeled as a late comer. Quickly taking my shower, I did my morning routine before getting myself ready for the day and headed to the venue where the interview will be held.

I got there almost before eight-thirty in the morning, the interview is scheduled for nine in the morning. I always like to be early, I hated doing things at the rush hour. But now, my patience is running out and my legs are bouncing up in frustration. It is already half past nine yet no one showed up and I have been waiting for more than an hour.

After several months of job hunting and my years in the university. I am finally getting the opportunity to work in one of the biggest companies in the country, Dangote Group of industries. When I was twelve years old, I read about two brothers, Griffin and Justin Creed who started the company years ago right out of college.

I followed the company from that time on, I got my General Education Development at the age of fifteen and got full academic scholarships to one of the top universities in the country. After several years of schooling, I finally got my degrees and masters. And when I reached a point where I felt qualified on the educational level, I tried to find a job in the company but I had no luck.

It has been ten months since I finished my last degree and aside from some very low-paying internship, I have been out of luck on the job front. For the past four months, I worked at a struggling coffee shop and tried to use my expertise to help keep the door open.

Right when I started working at the coffee shop, I saw a job vacancy at Dangote Group of industries and applied instantly. After three months of waiting, I was finally called in for an interview when I was about to give up on hope. But the bakery was able to keep gas in my car and I was able to make minimum payment on my loans but I was almost homeless and had barely any money in my name.

So here I am, waiting for almost an hour. I let out a sigh and checked my watch again, who knew a place so established like this company would keep me waiting this long? I glance around the lobby, there was a security team at one desk near the door and a receptionist on the other side in the section I was sitting. The place was stark white with light blue and silver accents, luckily the chairs were comfortable. The receptionist, a petite blonde girl glance at me and send a sympathetic smile for the millionth time, if only she would stop looking at me and call someone to assist me.

I checked my time again, and it was almost ten o'clock. And just as I was about to go talk to the receptionist, the elevator on the right side of the desk pinged and opened and a very gorgeous man stepped off and headed in my direction.

Holy, he had dark hair and beautiful ocean blue eyes. He walked towards me as if he was walking down a runway, model perfect and gorgeous in a crisp dark brown suit with gold cuffs.

"Miss, Clover?" He said in a deep voice that had the hint of an accent. He extended his hand and I took his hand in a handshake.

He stood a few inches over my height in heels, I snaked my eyes up his chest till I met his sparkling eyes. They were clear blue like the sky and held me captivated.

"Hello," I said, sliding my hand out of his and he stared at me for a second too long before blinking slowly.

"I am Logan Walker, one of the partners here." He said smiling softly showing two dimples in his cheeks.

A small pang of disappointment hit me, there were only pictures of Justin Creed and I don't know what Griffin looked like but I was hoping the man that was in front of me, the one that would be interviewing me would be him but I was wrong.

"I am sorry for the delay, I was just told you were down here waiting. We were training some new assistant who apparently did not know how to relay a message." He said, the more he spoke, the more I realized he had a Greek accent. He is not from this country.

"Come with me, let's head to my office. I am not a fan of big impersonal meeting rooms for one-on-one interviews." He said, gesturing towards the elevator, I nodded and grabbed my bag and credentials.

When he turned his back to head to the elevator, I fixed my clothes. I had been sitting for so long, when my mother was alive, she had so many amazing outfits and this piece I am wearing now was one of them. It was a crop jacket and high waist pants suit in black soft wool, it was probably my favorite. I added a white tank that I found at the thrift store, it was also cropped so I had to make sure I pulled it down so that my mid drift didn't show. I added some strappy silver heels that made me feel mature and sophisticated.

I put my curly hair in a loose bun and did light makeup. I wanted to hide my freckles because it made me look younger. I watched his back as he walked, he had to be one of the handsomest men I had ever met. He was lean but he had an athletic build and the suit fit him like a glove. He has a very nice hip too, if I took a guess, I would place him just over six feet.

A few inappropriate thoughts flew through my head. He could fold me like a pretzel. Why did I just think that?

I hurried to catch up to him, my heels sounded way too loud on the beautiful marble floor. The elevator doors were opening by the time I caught up and I hurriedly followed him on. He raised an eyebrow in my direction, causing me to flush and the corner of his mouth tipped up a little bit.

Joanna

"Did you have to travel far?" He asked, turning to face me. He reached across and hit the twelfth floor and the elevator door closet silently.

"Four hours," I said quickly and he lifted a brow.

"I drove here by myself," I added and he lifted his other brow, a look of slight surprise filling his face.

"Alone?" He asked softly.

The tone of his voice made me pause, I glanced up onto his eyes and that was a mistake. His ocean blue eyes held onto my gaze with an intensity that took my breath away. I had to look away and clear my throat, I could feel my face getting even more red and my skin may be light golden brown but when I flushed, it was so noticeable. I should have worn heavier makeup at this point.

"Hmm, yes. I do most stuff alone these days." I responded, studying the elevator buttons as if something was interesting about them.

He didn't say anything for a long moment and when I glanced at him again, I noticed he was studying me with a curious gaze.

"Where did you come from?" He asked, breaking the silence.

"Surulere, I grew up there." I replied as the elevator pinged and the doors slid open quietly.

He gestured for me to step out first, I heeded and he followed me closely. I could feel the heat of his body on my back, he took a step around me and started walking straight down the hall. The colors were similar to the first floor, however there was no receptionist or security desk. Just a long spacious hallway.

"All the partners work on this floor, it is easier for us to have meetings and whatnot. The first room is the conference room, just big enough to accommodate fifteen people and across from it is a lunchroom and a small kitchen. It is barely used because we usually eat out during lunchtime or just eat in our offices." He said, gesturing at the two rooms that were the first we came to.

They were see-through floor-to-ceiling glass doors and walls. From what I could tell, they were all identical in that nature and I am not sure why he was giving me a tour of this floor.

"We have four different sections that oversee the company, each has two panthers. Rodrigo and I are the lawyers here, we have an entire floor of lawyers who answer to us but we are the ones who give the final say in all legal matters that got on here at the company. You will be meeting Rodrigo tomorrow." He said, stopping in front of the next set of doors and I could see the names printed across each of the doors. Logan Walker, SJD and across the hall, Rodrigo Sawyer, SJD.

"SJD? That is impressive." I murmured.

SJD, Doctor of Juridical Science is a very specially awarded law degree, one of highest one could get. He grinned, a boyish look overcoming him and for the first time, it was as if he broke character, whatever character he had been playing.

"Not many people know what those letters stand for, I guess I should not be surprised that you do."

I blushed again, he gestured for me to continue down the hall with him. I thought about what he said, he wasn't surprised I did. Unsure of what it meant, although curious I decided not to ask too many questions today at least not yet. We walked towards another set of doors.

"You can pick which side but this section is for the employee and company management team. We do not have anyone in that role so whichever side you prefer will be yours." He said, opening the office on the left side of the hallway.

I froze, did he say pick a side? I haven't even been interviewed for this job yet much less the partner's secretary position.

"I wasn't aware this role is was for a partner position." I stated, he gestured for me to enter the office.

"It was not really, we like to promote from within. However when the Creed brothers looked over your resume, they were impressed with your accomplishments at such a young age and were too qualified for the secretary position...." He paused and his eyes roamed over my body for a moment.

Gosh, no one has ever openly looked at me like that.

"We don't have anyone as acting partner in tho role and we want to offer you the position on a trial basis. It has been vacant for three months and it has taken a big toll on Justine and Griffin. Right now, we do not have anyone who we feel can fill the role that is already working here."

I am pretty sure my mouth dropped open at his words. After months of searching for an entry-level position, I had just been offered my dream job. I slowly stepped into the office, still too stunned to form a word. There were four big floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the city and the view was fantastic. I walked up to the window and put my hands on the glass, taking a deep breath. For a moment there, I forgot everything and just processed the situation.

I felt tears trying to poke through my eyes, could this really be happening? I breathed in a few more deep breaths, trying to push the tears back as I didn't want Logan to see me like that.

"You should see the view at night, it is even more amazing. I highly recommend this side of the building, the other side has a nice view but not as good as this one." He said in a soft voice and he sounded like he was right behind me.

I spun around, he was standing so close that I almost got flushed to his chest. The corner of his eyes flicked down to my mouth and then back to my eyes before he took a step back.

"Each office has a closet and a private bathroom." He added and I looked down for the first time.

There was a desk and comfy looking office chair off to the side so that when you sat down, one could view out the window. There was also a rather comfy looking couch around a small corner in the office near the window. Across it were two doors, I walked over to them and opened one first. When he said closet, I was expecting a small broom closet but it was a large walk-in closet almost the size of my bedroom back home.

Who had that many clothes beside celebrities and for work? The door on the left side, I went over and opened it. It was the bathroom, it was also big with a nice walk-in shower and lots of counter space. There was even a linen closet with towels and washcloths and a few hotel style white robes.

"Who needs an apartment when you can just live in the office?"

3. Finally, I Have Gotten A Real Job

Joanna

"Who needs an apartment when you could just live in the office." I murmured as I exited the bathroom and went back into the office and he chuckled.

"We put a lot of late nights here, it was definitely nice when we moved into this building to get the office set up like this for the partners. We do not require overtime for all our employees but partners like to make sure things are in order. We have big company and there is a outside the country, we also have a laundry service that comes and picks up linens every weekend by the way and for an extra fee, they will take care of your clothes as well." He explained and I didn't say a word. I was no stranger to overnights but we were not friends either.

"A lady of few words?" He said curiously, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I glanced at him to see he was studying me and I noticed his eyes had flickered up when I did. Was he staring at my body again?

"Sorry, all this is a lot to take in, I wasn't expecting this." I said, I was no stranger to interviews but this wasn't an interview.

"You were not expecting to get the job?" He asked, placing his hands in his pocket.

"I was not expecting this job, I have been turned down for even some of the most entry level jobs you could think of because I have spent more years in school than working. And everyone wants someone with experience." I said, probably sharing more than I should have.

"You have to start somewhere, we don't expect perfection the first year but that is why there is a trial period. If after that period you are not up for the job, we can reassess. However, I am sure with your drive that you will overcome any challenges.." he paused and eyed me up and down.

"Let us go to my office and we can discuss some more details and you can make your decision from there." I gave him a nod and followed him out.

My eyes wandered down his body again, the thought of climbing him like a tree raced through my head. How would I be able to work with such a gorgeous specimen? I blinked as that thought crossed my mind, I have never been with a man in any sense of the word. I was always too busy trying to improve myself that I had never felt an attraction to a man before. But now, the feeling was almost overwhelming.

As we entered his office, it looked the same as the one we were in except it had some personal touches to it. He also had a much bigger desk chair, for how much they all seemed to work comfort was a good thing. He gestured for me to have a seat in one of the chairs in front of his desk.

"So, I am assuming you know all about the company." He began and I nodded.

He then proceeded to list off all the information I needed to know, from salary to vacation time, to sick days leave, responsibilities, travel expectancy and so on. After he finished his spiel, I was silent.

I sat in silence for a moment, this was a big role with big responsibility and my first real job. He let me process what he had said so far and I was grateful for that.

"Hmmm, will I get all of this in writing?" I managed to ask, he grinned and nodded.

"I am just giving you a brief summary."

Brief summary? Is he being serious right now? He has said a lot and he called it a brief summary. This man must be insane.

"The onboarding packets will have all the information as well as forms you need to sign and fill out. Our accountants are notaries, so they can do all that legal stuff too." He grinned when he said it was legal.

"How many partners are here?" I asked.

"Right now, we have only four. Justin and Griffin are more CEOs than partners. They will all be in the office tomorrow if you so choose to accept the job, we will all be here to greet you."

"How long do I have to accept the position?" I asked, one of his eyebrows raised slightly and he leaned back and studied me.

"We would ask that you give us an answer within the week. We know it won't probably be a couple of weeks for you to tie up your affairs and move down here." He said in a measured tone and it threw me off guard for a moment. It was like some dark energy just washed over him.

"Everything I own is in my truck, I would just like to read over the paperwork before I can accept it. But once I do, can I start as soon as I am allowed?" I asked, trying to match his energy.

He smiled, his regular persona showing forth. It was strange how he was acting, he opened a drawer and pulled out a flash drive and handed it to me. Did they already know I was going to say yes to the job?

"This is all the information that you would need, we have secured a hotel room for you to stay in while you are here and I hope to see you again here tomorrow morning by nine." He said.

"If that works for you," he added, I took the flash drive from him.

"Yes, that would work for me. So there is no interview?" I asked and he smirked.

"There wasn't a need, we called all your references and internships, we were nothing but impressed. Justin and Griffin are very busy men." He stated.

"How long was the last person in the position I am being offered?" I asked him.

If they were offering me the job, they must be desperate but also could this be the reason the last person didn't work out?

"One year, he was promoted from within. However, he was good at his job. He just abused it and violated some company policies." He responded and l nodded curtly, trying not to show the curiosity on my face.

No need to ask any more questions, at least not today. The information was already too much, I needed time to process it.

Finally, I have been offered a real job and I can move out of my brother's house. His wife's tantrums are becoming unbearable.

4: Is Nice To Be Wanted

Joanna

The next morning I woke up after a long night of reading over the thorough contract. This truly was a dream job, great benefit and amazing pay. For a first job, this would be a great start to my career and there has to be a catch somewhere. I had pondered over the contract until early this morning but there was nothing suspicious about it except that it was being offered to, well me.

I knew I was years behind on experience as the rest of them, yet they still wanted me. One of the most fascinating things they offered was a student loan payoff clause after a year of working and being in good standing with the company. Up to thirty thousand dollars for partners and fifteen thousand for lower-level workers. I bet this is a big tax write off, definitely a way to keep people happy. I had wondered how the relationship with the workers and partners was, how much the CEOs Justin and Griffin interact with everyone else. It wouldn't be my job to make sure office morale was up but it is programmed into me.

My phone buzzed, bringing me back to reality. I reached over and looked to see who was calling. I had already called my brother Asher and brought him to speed, he was thrilled and encouraged me to take the job. His wife Erica was probably more thrilled than him and she didn't even like me. She was just happy to have me out of their house. After she gave birth to a little boy, she had been adamant about me moving out and getting my life together. I adore my nephew and my brother but Erica was a bimbo and I am glad to be out of their house.

Asher was only six years older than me so when my mother died, he was the only family I had gained custody. Since I started college so young, he didn't have to do much to raise me but he tried his best, putting his life on hold to make sure I didn't lack anything. Five years ago, he met Erica and they got married two years later. She never treated me right but never when my brother was around. I tried to keep the peace and never told my brother of the thing she put me through, mostly with verbal bullying.

If nothing else, I would take the job just to have someplace else to go. Another ring of my phone brought my attention to it. It was an unknown number but had a Lekki area code so I answered it.

"Hello," I said as I picked up the call.

"Good morning, Joanna, it is Logan." The voice on the other end said and I sat up in bed immediately, feeling exposed. His voice made my stomach knot.

"Ummm, good morning."

"I am going to pick you up, it is going to be a long day." He said with way more energy than I felt.

"You don't have to do that." I mumbled hesitantly, I didn't really want him to see me first thing this morning.

"I know but I am already on my way, I will be there in thirty minutes." He said and then disconnected the call.

I stared at the phone in shock, was he being sweet or controlling or both? I needed to get a move on, probably only having ten minutes before he knocked on the door. They put me in one of the nicest hotels I had ever been in yesterday and it was a luxury suite with a separate room and living area. I had a long soak in the whirlpool tub that was in the bathroom last night and wished I had time again this morning.

I climbed out of the bed and quickly picked out a dress to wear. I had only brought five clothes in total, one for each day of the week and three pairs of heels, black and silver. I pulled out the black long sleeve sweater dress with a high neck and a belted waist. It was the beginning of ember months but slightly chilly already. I paired it with my silver strappy heels.

After a quick shower, I got dressed and fixed my curls. I applied just a little more makeup today than I had yesterday, I didn't want them to catch me blushing like I had yesterday and I also tried my new pink lipstick. And then, a knock on the door came just a second after I checked myself out in the full length mirror. I closed the bedroom door behind me because it was in a hot mess and walked to the door. When I opened it, I was surprised not only to see Logan in a crisp black suit but another man almost a head taller than Logan.

Holy, he was in a light green suit that fitted him to perfection and he looked like he had foreign country's heritage. He had a short cut beard with hints of gray mixed in and also in his dark hair and he had hints of gray along his sideburns. His dark eyes scanned me up and down and he flashed a smile when he met my eyes. His teeth were so white and just perfect. In fact, he was perfect.

"Joanna, this is Rodrigo Sawyer, we carpool most mornings." Logan introduces him.

"Hello," I said, surprised I didn't sound like a croaking frog and I noticed Logan was holding a carrier with coffee in it and gestured to them in.

"You don't have to bring coffee." I said, closing the door behind them.

"Sweetheart, I will do whatever it takes to get you to stay with us." Logan said, giving me a cheek to cheek greeting. He smelled delicious, causing my stomach to flip with his closeness.

"Please forgive Logan for trying so hard, we have not seen someone so qualified for this job. We would hate to lose you." Rodrigo said, extending his hand for a handshake. His voice was deep and smooth and my stomach flipped again.

Holy, was it possible to be attracted to two men at the same time?

"It is okay, it is nice to be wanted." I replied, shaking his hand.

Logan and Rodrigo shared a look. I wasn't sure what it was but it was something and then he released my hand reluctantly.

"How do you like your coffee?" Logan asked, unloading another bag I didn't see him holding.

"Ummm…cream and sugar." I said going over to the desk and packing my bag.

"Did you have a good night's rest?" Logan asked as he prepared a cup of coffee.

"I did," I responded, taking the coffee he offered.

I looked at the clock on the stove in the kitchenette and it was eight o'clock, the office was ten minutes, the office was just ten minutes away, so why were they here so early? We still have one hour before the office opens and they are here just by eight o'clock. What are they up to?

I stared at delicious men in my hotel room and my body electrified, feeling something I had never felt before. What is happening to me?

Joanna

"Did you do any exploring?" Rodrigo asked, his eyes roamed over my body again causing heat to rush up to my cheeks.

"Ummm, no. I grabbed some room service and took a nap and then read over the contract." I replied.

"Hopefully, today will be more fun." Logan said, he handed me a bagel.

I must have been so distracted because I didn't see him bring in all this stuff, so I took it and said my thanks. I was really hungry.

"Why do you say that?" I asked, taking a bite of the bagel and it was so fresh and still warm.

I closed my eyes and savored it. It was blueberry which was my favorite and bagel are simple items but done right it could make your toes curl. I let out a croon, not realizing that they had stopped talking and then I opened my eyes and peeked up. Logan's eyes were dark with an emotion I was unable to identify. He was staring at my lips as I chewed.

Maybe, there was food on my lips. I lifted my hand to my cheek but I didn't feel anything. Logan took a step towards me and without thinking I took a step back and straight into something solid and warm. Looking up, my eyes clashed right into the beautiful dark eyes of Rodrigo, I did not even realize he was behind me. His hands went up to my waist to steady me and I felt tingles on my hips where his hands were.

Gosh, his hands were so big. I glanced back at Logan who had closed in on me, he reached his hand up to my face and stroked a finger down my cheek.

"You are so beautiful, Joanna. Please don't shy away from us." He said softly.

In any other circumstances, I would have felt uncomfortable and claustrophobic but I felt drawn towards him and Rodrigo's hands felt like a comfort on my body. Logan dipped his head down and softly placed his lips on mine and I melted, wrapping my arm around his neck, the one without my tasty bagel. He tasted so good, his tongue slipped into my mouth and explored it. My body felt tingly all the way down to my core, oh my goodness, what was this feeling?

I had been pecked before, much less touched by a man. I broke my lips away from him and reluctantly unwrapped my arm from around his neck, he had red lipstick all over his mouth and I was sure mine was all over my face. His mouth tipped up in a smile and his lower lip, his eyes were still dark and longing.

"She tastes so good, Rodrigo. You should taste her." He said, rubbing his thumb over his lips.

A flutter went through my stomach, Rodrigo too? He had moved his hand up and over my stomach pressing me into his body. I looked up at him again and brought his mouth down on mine just as hungrily as Logan had. If Rodrigo didn't have me securely in his arms, I would have melted straight onto the floor. He explored my mouth as thoroughly as Logan had. I had to pull back, closing my eyes, I was breathing so hard and I felt like a red hot mess. They let me catch my breath, Logan was now sitting on the couch when I opened my eyes and the fog settled away.

Logan smiled at me but remained silent and the smell of Rodrigo dark amber scent surrounded me. My panties were completely soaked through and I am sure they knew that.

"Too bad we have to go to the office soon, there is so much I want to do." Logan said, breaking the silence.

"Later," Rodrigo added and he leaned down the peck my neck, causing me to shiver.

"Right now, I think she needs to refresh herself for work." He said and loosened his hold around me and I took a shaky step towards my room.

"Joanna, sweetheart, if you keep that pink lipstick on, you won't make it to work today." Logan said, winking at me.

I flushed and nodded, rushing to the bedroom and closing the door behind me. I pressed my back against the door and took deep steady breaths.

Holy, they pecked me. They both pecked me. What was going on? Don't get me wrong, I was loving the attention but a part of me was almost appalled at myself for being so unprofessional. But the worst part is that I want more. I heard deep voices starting to talk in the other room and I pressed my cheek against the door to try and hear what they were saying.

"I told you she is amazing." Logan said.

"I didn't doubt you but she is just so young, man. Do you really think she can handle a situation like this?" Rodrigo muttered.

A situation like what? What have I gotten myself into?

"She didn't fight it just now and I am sure she is much more mature than her age warrants." Logan said in reply.

"Maybe she is a smart girl who has more accomplishments than most people can do in forty years academically but because of that, she has probably never been in a relationship or even been touched by a man much less multiple." Rodrigo responded.

Was I that readable?

"Well, I wouldn't mind someone who hasn't been molded to a traditional standard. Besides, nothing about us is traditional." Logan said again, he said something else but it sounded like he moved farther away from earshot.

I backed away from the door, confused by the whole situation. Maybe this is why the other employee left. Maybe they are vampires. I snorted at the thought, I have a wild fascination with vampires and the fictional stories that I would always read about them that made me wet. Especially when the girl had multiple lovers, their sexual fantasies always fascinated me.

From what I used to overheard from my brother and his wife in the next room when I lived with them, it was boring and short. One of the many reasons I never wasted my time exploring sets with other people. I may have touched myself once or twice but never found satisfaction so I didn't bother anymore. I never felt the feeling I felt when both men pecked me. Men? That thought was so scary but yet so arousing.

How would I make it through the day knowing that the promise of 'later' hangs in the air? It was just one word but it has a lot of meaning to it, the meaning I was eager to know. For some stupid reason, I want to be touched by them again, I want to feel the feeling again.

I want them.

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