After My Fiancé Shared Me with Three Strangers

My fiancé, Russell, invited me to his seaside villa for a getaway with his childhood friend, Sunny, and the Warren brothers. For seven nights, I was wrapped in his arms, thinking it was a reconciliatory gesture after our big spat when Sunny returned from abroad a month ago. Despite her insistence on avoiding marriage, she demanded that my fiancé help her have a child. Our fight left Russell ignoring me, but now I thought things were finally getting back to normal.

A month later, I discovered I was pregnant and excitedly rushed to share the news with him, only to confront a group chat on his computer in his study. Sunny had posted a disgusted emoji, saying, "A whole month and there's no sign of a baby bump on her. What's wrong with you three brothers?" One brother replied, "We took turns with her for seven days; she should have conceived by now. Besides, Sunny and Russell had fun too, didn’t you? Why isn’t your belly showing anything?" Russell’s response was, "Sunny and I have all the time in the world; she'll get pregnant eventually. As for you guys, should I arrange another go?" Another message read, "Gracelynn's sweet voice still haunts me. I'm in if we do it again. No worries, no matter whose child it is, the Warren project deal is yours."

My legs gave way, and I collapsed to the floor, unable to process that the intimate nights I had were actually with the Warren brothers. That was my first experience.

Feeling utterly drained, I dragged myself out of the study. As I stumbled forward, I heard the sound of the door unlocking and Russell's voice ringing through the house, "Gracelynn, we're having some friends over for dinner. Could you get things ready?"

I was trembling, wanting to confront him, but then I saw Sunny beside him, with an innocent look on her face. "Gracelynn, you look pale. Don't you want me here as a guest? If not, I can leave," she said sweetly.

Russell wrapped an arm around her waist, glancing at me with annoyance. "Why the long face? Show some courtesy to our guest."

Their overt intimacy made my stomach churn. "The Warren brothers are coming too; make sure to prepare more food. And don’t forget to clean the shrimp properly; Sunny loves it," Russell added before whisking Sunny away to the bedroom.

I had always been aware of their close relationship and the ambiguous undertones, but Russell had never been so blatant about it in front of me. Now, he wasn’t even trying to hide it anymore.

The bedroom door was slightly open, and I crept closer to listen. "Russell, isn’t this risky? She's right outside. Aren't you afraid she’ll get upset?" Sunny asked, her voice dripping with feigned concern.

Russell scoffed, "Why would she be mad? I’m only with you. She got to enjoy three men; she's the one who benefited."

"Sunny, you're my lucky charm. You introduced me to the Warrens as