Burning Blaze
An ex-football player billionaire, his genius best friend, and the curvy woman who hates them both, stumble into a sizzling MMF romance. Fake relationships, a football player's first time gay experience, and heart-thumping passion follow.
BLAZE
Blaze might now be a cocky, playboy, ex-football player, turned CEO of a billion dollar biotech company, but there are two things he can’t deny about his past. 1) He took his company’s breakthrough invention from his best friend without giving him credit. 2) He did it because he’s in love with his best friend.
QUIN
Quin didn’t start out hating Blaze. In high school, Blaze had protected Quin from everyone who bullied him for being a little weird. But then, Quin fell in love with his gorgeous best friend, Blaze stole Quin’s billion dollar invention, and now Quin spends every day thinking about how he will get revenge on the man who he definitely doesn’t still have feelings for. Sigh.
ARIEL
Ariel has her own problem. It’s that women in biotech investment don’t get their pick of the best investments and now she needs a win. That means that she needs Quin’s latest invention. And the best way to get to the reclusive Quin is through his best friend Blaze… as much as she still hates Blazes for what happened between them.
But when Ariel pretends to be Blaze’s finance, and she gets the world to forgive him for his latest viral video, will her plan put her in between two wildly sexy men that can’t keep their hands off her… or each other.
Read ‘Burning Blaze’, a high heat, twisting, Reverse Harem romance to find out. This MMF story has enough MM, MFM, and MMF scenes to make your toes curl with a HEA ending that you will not want to miss.
I would like to say that I made sure that you couldn’t see my face in the video before they left. I would like to say that. But, I’m not gonna lie. I didn’t. Who would have anticipated the girls’ desire to be famous? I tell ya, Kim Kardashian has ruined the innocent pleasure of making a sex tape for everyone.
The girls could at least have been polite enough to blackmail me. Were they? No. As far as I could tell, they didn’t even sell it to a distributor for cash. They just put it on the internet for the whole world to see.
Am I embarrassed by a video of me looking like an absolute stud living out every man’s fantasy? No. Katia captured some good angles. Her camera work was on point.
No, the problem is that I’m not a 25-year-old NFL running back anymore. I am the CEO of a publicly held biotech company with assholes on the board. Shareholders were never happy when their CEO popped up on TMZ with a sex tape, no matter how hung they looked in it. The stuffed-shirts were crazy like that. Corporate life, am I right?
“Mr. Turner, the board will see you now,” the receptionist said ushering me in.
I gotta say, knowing that everyone I knew had seen the video was quite a rush. The receptionist who had just spoken to me had seen it. I could tell by the way she looked at me. Before her, the security guard had seen it. There wasn’t anyone I passed on the street that hadn’t seen it. And, God did that feel good.
“Blaze, we’re going to need you to resign as CEO.”
“I’m sorry, what?” I asked sure I hadn’t heard what I thought I had.
I looked around the conference table into each of the men’s eyes. What the hell was happening?
“I’m not resigning as CEO. This is my company and I’m the largest shareholder.”
“You’re the largest individual shareholder. But, you only hold 49% of the voting shares. The rest of us hold 51%,” Charles, the grey-haired lead asshole said.
“Yeah, but that would mean that every single one of you would have to vote to remove me. There is no way all of you think this is a good idea… could you?”
I scanned all of the faces and they all stared me in the eyes except for one person, Dillion. He was the ex-teammate I gave 1% of the company to for the sole purpose of having my back. That bastard betrayed me too.
“Look, Blaze, you’ve embarrassed the company before and once again the company stock is in freefall.”
Is it? I didn’t see that. Crap, this is serious.
“The market just doesn’t see you as stable. Blaze, it’s not that we don’t like you. You founded this company. You’re the face of it. But the problem is that you are the face of it. This little stunt of yours has cost us a billion dollars in valuation. That’s billion with a ‘B’, Blaze. We can’t just do nothing. The board has to act. And now, you have to resign,” Charles explained like the heartless prick he was.
It was at this point that I had to ask if the night with the twins was worth it. I know, the answer should be obvious, but you weren’t there. It was pretty fuckin’ hot. I refer you to the video.
“I’m not gonna resign,” I told Charles and the rest of them.
“We’re not giving you another option,” Charles challenged.
It was around that point when the receptionist entered the room and whispered something into Charles’ ear.
“Put it up,” he told her giving me time to think up the greatest comeback ever.
“I’m not resigning because… Let me tell you. I’m not resigning because… Because…”
“…Blaze Turner and I are engaged,” a voice from the TV said.
Wait, I’m Blaze Tuner, I thought before shifting my attention to the TV. I recognized the woman saying it. Her name was Ariel Katt. She was the CEO of Vermagin, a rival biotech company, and a world-class pill. The last time I was in the same room as her, we got into an argument that turned into a food fight and $50,000 worth of damage to a hotel conference room. Like I said she was a real pill. And she was tough to swallow.
