#Chapter 242: Pleasant Torture
I don’t want to admit to myself that I am hiding in my old bedroom, but there’s not really any other way to spin it. I am hiding, not just from Steven, but from Archer, Neil, and Beau too.
I have no idea how my life came to this.
Before I moved into the Pyramid, I’d more or less given up on boys. None of them seemed all that interesting, or interested in me. Though I suppose, in my heart, I longed for the companionship of a good man, someone brave and kind enough to support my warrior career.
I never imagined that I would end up falling for no less than four asshole brothers.
On top of that, in the span of only a few days, I went from believing I might never see any of them again, to wanting them all in my bed.
Leaning back against the door, I hang my head a minute. Gods, my past self would be so embarrassed to see the woman I’ve become. But… to be fair, that opinion might change when my past self sees how hot the guys we’re dealing with are.
If ever there were four hot, asshole

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