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What twenty-four-year-old recent college graduate would sign up to uncover a secret kink club rumored to be hidden within the walls of a multi-billion dollar conglomerate? Me. Why? Well, that’s easy. I’ve spent my entire life with my nose to the grindstone, doing the right thing, focusing on my future, and now I’m bored, which isn’t a good thing when you have an insatiable curiosity. I probably should’ve considered the type of bait needed for a fishing expedition of this magnitude when I applied for the job at Primal Instincts, LLC, looking to uncover the secret world that exists only on the whispers of those who’ve never so much as glimpsed the dark, seductive inner workings because those who had wouldn’t dare reveal anything. Now that I’m through the door, I’ve got my determination and single-minded focus to keep me moving forward. I will figure it out if for no other reason than to say I did. Provided I don’t get sidetracked by not one, not two, but three men who are ridiculously good at keeping secrets.

I am only one week into my new job at Primal Instincts, LLC, when I realize super sleuth is not something I will be adding to my resume anytime soon. Although I’m still on my mission to uncover the truth about the secret kink club I suspect exists and is somehow tied to my employer, I find myself with more pressing things to deal with than solving that mystery. Between balancing the work assignment I’ve been given and the change in my current dating status, the only time I have left is spent dealing with a dominating, manipulative, not to mention sexy, man who has me in his crosshairs. Unfortunately, the aforementioned dominating man starts the dominoes falling when his manipulation puts me in a vulnerable position. It’s crazy what can happen in a week.

To say things have gotten complicated with the men in my life would be an understatement. My mission to discover the secret kink club has been put on hold, but not because I’m distracted by the three men plaguing my thoughts and dreams. Not only because of them, anyway. They are certainly responsible for keeping my attention away from my goals. However, my main concern is the man blackmailing me with a video I’d prefer isn’t seen by the public. That man has given me an ultimatum, and I have a decision to make—an important one. But for the moment, Creed, Hawk, and Garrison are doing their best to keep my mind off my problem, and they have a proposition for me. One that will effectively shift my focus yet again.

Do you know what happens when you try to build a house of cards in a windstorm? It doesn’t work. And if you’re lucky enough to lay a foundation and erect a few walls, it only takes one misstep to throw the delicate balance out of whack and cause the whole thing to fall. That’s one way to describe what it’s like to date three men. Three handsome, intelligent, quick-witted men. They are also arrogant, sexy, domineering, and overbearing. Did I mention frustrating? Because they can be. One more so than the others. As for the misstep that will send these precarious new relationships tumbling? I think it’s coming.

I can’t be sure whether this is the calm after the storm or the stillness that settles in before the next one. Either way, my love life has flatlined, and I’m grasping for a way to set things right. It should be simple, except I’m questioning the decision I made. I know what I want; I’m just not sure how to go about making it work. Good thing the men in my life are. According to them, when chaos disrupts your ideal sense of normalcy, setting ground rules is the best way to rein it in. Just a few basics to keep things from falling apart. Only my men aren’t calling these additional rules the basics. And normal … well, that’s not a word I would use to describe what they have in store for me.

As though dating three men isn’t complicated enough, now there are new feelings to decipher and another threat creating chaos. Only this time, my stalker has stepped up his game, and his actions send the men in my life into protective mode. But not before I learn that they’ve been lying to me since the day I met them. These aren’t little white lies, either. Or ones of omission, no matter what Creed says. These are the kind of lies used to package up secrets that have the ability to alter the entire foundation of our relationship. This time, I’m not looking for space. I’m not walking away. I want answers, and they’re going to give them to me. What I don’t realize is that getting them may very well set us on another course entirely.

With each passing day, I am learning new things about myself. I have the men in my life to thank for that. They are giving me the freedom to explore things I’ve only ever fantasized about. In doing so, we are all accepting the complexity of our situation, making compromises, and taking risks. When you fall in love with more than one man, you can be certain that the highs and lows of a normal relationship are multiplied, and they can be overwhelming at times. Now that there are no more secrets between us, there is nothing standing in our way. We are free to move forward. Except there are other forces at play. Someone who knows the right card to play to ensure our happily ever after eludes us. Possibly forever.

When you’re determined enough, you can accomplish almost anything. That’s my mantra as I deal with the upheaval my absence has caused. Although they’re slow to accept my apology, the men in my life are coming around. It helps that I want nothing more than to prove to them that I’m no longer a flight risk. I’ll do whatever it takes to ensure they know how much they mean to me. Unfortunately, I’m not the only person fueled by fierce determination. The man out to hurt me to punish those I care about has proven he’s willing to do whatever is necessary to rip apart my life bit by bit. He’s a worthy adversary; I’ll give him that. But no one could’ve predicted his final move—the one that could destroy everything we’ve worked so hard to build.

When you give your heart to someone, there’s always the chance it can be broken. When you give your heart to more than one person, the chances are significantly greater. My entire world has erupted in chaos, and the lives of two men I love are in danger. On the outside, I’m holding my head up, but on the inside, I’m curling into a fetal position, wishing someone would hold me so I don’t fall apart. It’s coming. I can feel it. My heart can’t handle the pain of not knowing whether Hawk or Creed will live through the night; it can’t process the fear that Garrison and Nick will meet the same fate. I’m stuck in this horrible void of nothingness as I wait for someone to give me a lifeline to hold onto. I’m starting to think it will never arrive, and I’ll be left to drift off into oblivion. Volume 9 is the last book in the Primal Instincts series. Although they endure some dark times, love wins, and this unconventional love story ends happily ever after. As a bonus, there’s a glimpse of the future for Journey, Creed, Hawk, Garrison, and Nick.