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Double Princes: A Bisexual MMF Menage
Double Princes: A Bisexual MMF Menage
Double Princes: A Bisexual MMF Menage
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Double Princes: A Bisexual MMF Menage

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They’re rich, powerful, and they get what they want...

When the billionaire Damien hired my catering company to cater his soiree, I jumped at the chance. After all, I worked my way up from nothing - and this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

But once I’m at the party, I meet his friend Prince Sandro. Handsome, charming, rich and powerful Prince Sandro.

It turns out the two men both want the same thing - me.

And it turns out they’re willing to share me in every hole - and they’re not about to take any answer but, “Oh, yes!”

Double Princes is a filthy, X-Rated MMF menage short - meaning the men have the hots for her and each other!

LanguageEnglish
PublisherEllie Hunt
Release dateAug 23, 2021
ISBN9781005475031
Double Princes: A Bisexual MMF Menage
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Ellie Hunt

Ellie is wine-loving, latte-drinking mom of three who loves her dog a little too much and her treadmill not enough.When she's not dreaming up dirty stories, she's probably supervising dance class or taking notes at a PTA meeting, where no one is the wiser about her secret writing life!

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    Double Princes - Ellie Hunt

    Double Princes

    Double Princes

    A Bisexual MMF Menage

    Ellie Hunt

    Double Princes

    An MMF Menage

    I took a deep breath and then hoisted the silver tray on the fingers of my right hand, carefully balancing it over my shoulder before I walked through the penthouse’s kitchen door. The champagne glasses wobbled a little, but I’d been doing this for a long time, and I knew how to properly balance a tray of champagne while I walked through a crowd.

    Once in the crowd, I plastered on a smile, even though few of the people in the black-tie gala actually looked at me. That was fine: my job was to be invisible, more or less. I wore a black button-down shirt and black slacks, black shoes, my hair back in a bun.

    If you get yourself noticed, you’re was doing something wrong.

    That was what I always told my employees when they came in wearing anything but my very strict uniform.

    A woman wearing a long, glittering green dress took a glass off of my tray, made eye contact with me, and nodded her thanks. I smiled back.

    It was always nice when people acknowledged that I was human.

    Across the room I could see Damien Logost, the man throwing the party, and again I felt an envious pang: why should one person be so rich and so good-looking?

    Somewhere in the back of my mind I knew that one led to the other — after all, when you were the heir to a shipping fortune worth billions, you had leisure time to spend in the gym — but it still just didn’t seem fair.

    I made my way around the moneyed crowd, trying to keep an eye on my other employees at the same time. Usually I preferred to stay in the kitchen

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