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Y/N has three problems. She’s broke. Her boss is a sexually obsessed psychopath who steals from her paycheck. And apparently she has the exact face required to make a twenty-eight-year-old billionaire lose every ounce of fucking sanity he was born with. Soren came to Velvet Vice for business. He left wondering what Y/N eats for breakfast, who makes her cry, whether she likes diamonds, and how much prison time he’d realistically serve for throwing her boss through a window. So. That escalated. Unfortunately, Soren isn’t alone. His equally ruthless best friends, Caius and Evander, have developed their own suspiciously intense interests in Y/N’s best friends—which means three women just trying to survive their shitty jobs have somehow collected three obscenely wealthy, morally bankrupt men who have never heard the words “normal courtship.” Meanwhile, Dorian thinks Y/N belongs to him. His spoiled favorite hates her. Money is disappearing. Secrets are piling up. And Soren? Soren is approximately one stolen paycheck away from committing a felony with excellent credit. Welcome to Velvet Vice— where the drinks are expensive, the management is criminal, the dancers are exhausted, and three billionaires walked in for a meeting only to leave pathetically fucking obsessed.