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We know what we’re getting into. We know this is for life.

We exchange our vows; each of us has written our own.

I say to them, “I will love you, from now until eternity. Just when I thought my life was over, you saved me. Just when I thought happiness was out of my reach, you gave it to me. You each have become a piece of my life that I can’t imagine living without.”

We embrace, and I make sure each of the guys has a ring to signify my love for them. It also means that another woman is definitely off-limits to them. They may be possessive, but I have my own territory to protect.

Somehow, I’ve been the one to break the Belcourt brothers’ winning streak of bedding different women every night. Their reputation had preceded them, but each of them has turned their gaze solely to me.

And with the ceremony, I know that we’ll continue to explore and express our love for all the days of our lives.

Just as evening descends upon the mansion, the party can really start. I might’ve planned the ceremony, but the guys planned the biggest and most glorious party ever.

In my honor, and in honor of our marriage, the theme is a white party. Everyone arrives in their best white attire—Chanel, Armani, and even some Halston.

It’s the perfect way to celebrate our love affair. I take turns dancing with each of the men. They spin me around the dance floor, and I can feel all eyes on us.

“You look gorgeous, my bride,” Paul says, nearly sweeping me up off my feet.

I feel the outline of his strong muscles and want him to have me. I began to ache for him inside.

He returns my affection with desire in his eyes, and I know the moment will be soon.

Tonight will be like no other, because tonight we’ll celebrate our union for the first time—all of us at once.

People might speculate as to what’s going on. People might talk about the new girl, the bride that the Belcourt brothers have chosen. And I don’t care.

Let them gossip. Let them talk.

These relationships have become the foundation of my being, the center of my life. I know that people might look at us with jealousy in their eyes, but that’s their problem.

I’m happy. And nothing can tear me away from that now.

The bodyguards have made sure that Simon is out of the country, and he’ll never return. Instead of ruining my life, I ruined his.

The guys have inherited their billion-dollar fortune. Money may help our lifestyle to continue, but it’s never the focus of our lives.

Abundance is ours, and we revel in it, but we don’t chase it.

Everything is perfect...well, almost.

If I’m honest, I have some nerves about tonight. Butterflies flutter in my stomach, and my pulse quickens as I anticipate our union.

Likely it will be intense...wedding-night intense.

They’ll want it harder and better than ever before because it’s our special night. We’re going to set a new standard for ourselves. Or rather, they will set the standard, and I’ll rise toward it.

I’m drinking white wine and feeling a little bit tipsy when Evan grabs my hand.

“Follow me,” he says, and I do so obediently.

He walks me out in the gardens, past the party and all the glittering lights. He takes me back to our exclusive place, the site of our secret union in the forest.

The other three men—Matt, Ian, and Paul—are waiting there. They all look happy. They all look hungry.

They’ve had several plush rugs put down as a bed in the forest. Small lanterns guide the way. Everything is illuminated with darkness and intrigue.

I was nervous about this moment, but I never dreamed it could be so special, so magnificent.

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