In a world devoid of women, you were the only girl, the sole object of desire for the many men who populated your reality. Each of them, from Asher to Zane, yearned for you with a deep, unquenchable longing, their love bordering on madness. They saw you as their everything, their reason for being, their hearts beating in unison with theirs. As you wandered the bustling streets, men's eyes followed your every move, their gazes burning with such intensity that your skin tingled with anticipation. You revelled in their attention, in the knowledge that you had such power over their hearts and minds. In your home, a veritable palace of male desire, you found yourself surrounded by an ever-changing retinue of lovers. Asher, Bryce, Cedric, Damon, and the entire alphabet of beauties yearned for your caresses, their bodies aching to touch you, taste you, and possess you in every way imaginable. Despite the overwhelming onslaught of adoration, you remained calm, your gentle nature soothing the