WHY CHOOSE: A Football, MMF, Reverse Harem Romance (SPICY BLACK LOVE)
HEAR ME OUT…
I was hired to cook.
Six months. Two NFL players. One kitchen with a Wolf range and no evidence anybody ever used it. Easy money. Stay professional. Leave in January.
Then I walked upstairs and found the quarterback with the wide receiver against a wall, and it was not football stuff.
Nasir Cole is loud, shirtless, and never met a moment he couldn't make worse. Zion Hale is quiet, patient, and says my name like he already decided it's his. They've been pretending for eight months. I lasted forty-five minutes.
Now I'm wearing one man's chain and the other man's hoodie, there's three mugs on the counter, and every time one of them says hear me out I lose another piece of my good sense.
I'm the chef.
Apparently I'm also on the menu.
Why-choose MFM with MM on the page. Football stars. Fast burn. High heat. Curvy Black heroine. Fall vibes. Funny, swoony, filthy. No cheating, no drama, no one gets left. He falls first — both of them do.
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HEAR ME OUT…
I was hired to cook.
Six months. Two NFL players. One kitchen with a Wolf range and no evidence anybody ever used it. Easy money. Stay professional. Leave in January.
Then I walked upstairs and found the quarterback with the wide receiver against a wall, and it was not football stuff.
Nasir Cole is loud, shirtless, and never met a moment he couldn't make worse. Zion Hale is quiet, patient, and says my name like he already decided it's his. They've been pretending for eight months. I lasted forty-five minutes.
Now I'm wearing one man's chain and the other man's hoodie, there's three mugs on the counter, and every time one of them says hear me out I lose another piece of my good sense.
I'm the chef.
Apparently I'm also on the menu.
Why-choose MFM with MM on the page. Football stars. Fast burn. High heat. Curvy Black heroine. Fall vibes. Funny, swoony, filthy. No cheating, no drama, no one gets left. He falls first — both of them do.