Their Arrangement

<p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>She walks into our temple like she doesn't know she's already been claimed.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Talks like she's still allowed to have a choice.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>But I see through all of it.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>The arrangement was simple: Her body for our silence. Her obedience for our protection. But nothing about the way she kneels feels simple anymore.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>The borrowed clothes. The desperate eyes. The scent she wears like a ghost she never stopped loving.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Camille's scent.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>My sister's shadow.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Cloe was the girl who left-</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>And came back with secrets in her pockets and her knees ready to hit the floor.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>My brothers watch from the shadows. Waiting. Hungry. Patient as predators who've already tasted blood.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>She thinks I won't touch her.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>She thinks I don't remember the way her mouth used to tremble when she looked at me.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>But I do.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>And now?</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>I want her to tremble again.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>I want her on her knees throat bare pulse visible learning what submission tastes like when four men decide to keep you...</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>...and if she's come to betray us I want to break her beautifully while she begs to stay.</span></p><p></p><p><strong style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>THEIR ARRANGEMENT</strong><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)> is a dark dangerous and addictive enemies-to-lovers mafia romance filled with brutal billionaires forbidden obsession and one girl who doesn't know if she's the prey-or the prize. Welcome to the Lawlor Empire. Bend the knee... </span><strong style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)><em>or be broken. </em></strong></p>