Club Endless Fantasy (Haremworld)

“I’m awake.” A soft voice whispered next to me.

“Yeah, me too.” My bro

ther’s voice echoed from the other side of her.

“Are we supposed to stay here until Angelina arrives? She didn’t really give us a time—not that I can see a clock.” I stretched out on the bed and felt my tired muscles protest.

“I believe that’s what she said.” The woman next to me shivered when my fingers got close to her breasts.

“Are you friends with Angelina?” I turned my head to the side.

“I don’t know if we’re friends. She’s a bit of an anomaly.” The woman reached out and I felt her fingers tracing my muscles, moving up my body.

“Yeah, I can agree with that.” My brother laughed.

“She brought us together, though, and last night was phenomenal.” I exhaled sharply as the woman’s fingers reached my hair.

“Holy shit.” She traced the length of my long blond hair. “I know why I recognized your voice now! I have to go!”

“What?” I sat up as well, unsure if I should actually pull off the blindfold. “Who are you? We know you?”

“Please don’t take off those blindfolds!” There was a whimper in her voice, followed by a knocking at the door.

“We don’t have much choice now. Angelina is here.” Erik shifted on the bed. “I’m not even going to try and find my pants.”

“Are you awake?” The door opened and I heard Angelina’s voice, which caused me to quickly pull part of the quilt over my waist.

“Angelina, what the fuck!” I heard the woman we shared the bed with the night before stomping across the room. “Them? I mean—are you trying to ruin my life?”

“Ruin your life?” I reached for my blindfold and ripped it off my face, waiting for my eyes to adjust—and then they did. “Oh my god. Erik, take off your blindfold.”

“Okay.” My brother pulled off his blindfold and blinked a couple of times before the color literally drained from his face. “Gina!?”

“Oh fuck.” Gina scrambled to grab her dress and started putting it on.

“Everyone relax.” Angelina walked into the room and took a seat in a chair that faced the bed. “Now you see why you had to be blindfolded.”

“Did you set us up?” I tilted my head to the side as I tried to process what I was seeing. “You had us sleep with someone that works for us?”

“This is an HR nightmare.” Erik scooted to the edge of the bed and grabbed his pants. “So what is this, some kind of way to blackmail us in case we don’t buy that stupid pub for you?”

“Pub?” Gina lifted her head once her dress was loosely hanging on her shoulders. “She’s the one that convinced you to buy it?”

“This is not a setup. If you’ll all just relax for a moment, I’ll explain everything.” Angelina held up her hands and tried to calm us down.

The room erupted into chaos as we quickly put on our clothes. I felt betrayed, and I could tell that my brother felt the same way. We never slept with anyone that worked for us. We kept our dicks as far away from the office as possible. Work was work, and we didn’t want to accidentally reveal our desires to anyone that we could possibly do business with, especially our own fucking employees. All of that careful planning had been shattered by Angelina. My head started to spin as we argued, each sentence getting more visceral than the one before it. Gina broke down in tears, my brother looked like he was ready to punch a hole in the wall, and I was just numb—it felt like the world was crashing down around me.

“I’m so sorry.” Gina’s lip trembled and she shook her head as tears streamed down her face. “I wouldn’t have agreed to this if I knew it was you two. I thought I recognized your voices last night, but I couldn’t figure it out—things were happening so fast.”

“How much is it going to cost?” Erik stood up and walked to Gina. “We need your silence, so just name your fucking price.”

“As for you…” I stood and approached Angelina. “You can forget owning that fucking club. If you breathe a word about this to anyone, we’ll bury you in so many lawsuits you won’t even know your own damn name.”

“Cost?” Gina took a step back and shook her head. “I don’t want your money. That’s not why I’m here.”

“Calm the fuck down!” Angelina’s voice raised and it was the most commanding tone I had ever heard in my life—it made me take a step back in surprise. “All of you are behaving like a bunch of fucking children with your hand in the cookie jar. Seriously!”

“How do you expect us to react?” I felt my jaw tighten but I did try to lower my voice.