Chapter 1

On the sweetest night of our honeymoon, a strange man showed up in our bedroom.

My husband told me he specifically found this hot younger guy for me—to spice up our sex life and bring us closer together.

Hearing those words left me utterly shocked.

What the hell was wrong with my husband...?

"Babe, why were you so intense tonight? You almost broke me in half!"

The bedroom was thick with heat and tension. Still savoring the afterglow, I pulled off the silk blindfold and smiled at Justin.

The next second, I bolted upright, screaming.

There was someone else in the room. A strange man!

"Justin, are you out of your mind?! I'm your wife! What the hell is this?!"

I pulled the duvet tightly around myself, trembling with fury as I screamed at Justin.

Justin is my husband. Tonight was our very first night of our honeymoon. After a hot shower, we had started making out passionately.

Right before taking the final step, Justin had whispered mysteriously that he wanted to try something thrilling, insisting that I put on a blindfold.

When we were dating, Justin had always been shy and reserved—he barely touched me. I thought he had finally come out of his shell, so I eagerly agreed.

I never imagined he would hand me over to his friend, Tyler. The realization hit me like a slap in the face. I threatened to call the police, but Justin desperately begged me to let him explain.

Because I loved him, I forced myself to calm down and listen.

That was when Justin confessed his deepest fetish.

He told me he had a cuckold kink. Watching me with another man was the only thing that truly turned him on.

"So you just brought him in?" I still couldn't stomach it, though my anger was cooling down slightly.

Justin smiled, stepping forward to hold my hands, coaxing me gently. "Don't tell me you don't like him? He's six-foot-one, ripped, with an eight-pack, and drop-dead gorgeous!"

I glanced sideways at the guy and shook my head, lying to myself.

To be honest, it felt incredible earlier. But this situation was... utterly humiliating.

"Hey, beautiful," Tyler murmured, kneeling beside the bed and looking up at me with puppy-dog eyes.

"I can help clean around the house and cook for you. Anything you want."

"Please, it doesn't have to change anything between you two. I swear I won't ruin your marriage."

Tyler's deep, sultry voice melted around me. Paired with Justin's pleading gaze, my resolve began to crack.

Inevitably, I gave in and nodded.

"Then you...?"

"Mmh..."

Before I could finish, Tyler pulled me into a breathless kiss. His large hands cupped the back of my head, pulling me against him so hard I could barely breathe.

The dizzying rush swallowed me whole. I couldn't think straight anymore.

"I'll be good to you, babe. I promise you'll love it."

"Really...?"

I stopped thinking. I just closed my eyes and let the waves of pleasure take over.

I lost track of time. By the time I woke up again, it was already past two in the afternoon.

"Morning, gorgeous."

As soon as I sat up, Tyler's handsome face hovered over me. "You must be exhausted. Come on, I made lunch."

I glanced over at my husband sitting on the couch. A rush of shame and thrill washed over me. Unable to meet his eyes, I scurried into the bathroom.

I still hadn't fully wrapped my head around last night. After wrestling with my thoughts, I decided to have a serious talk with Justin.

Yet when I stepped out, the two of them were getting along like best friends. And they treated me with unbelievable warmth.

Tyler was gentle and attentive, while Justin pampered me more than ever.

For a moment, I honestly couldn't tell which one of them I liked more.