My Ex’s Best Men: Why Choose Smut Reverse Harem

One wedding. Three best men. Zero shame.I ran out on my wedding in a designer gown, heels in one hand and dignity in the other.Why?Because I found out my fiancé was cheating—on the actual wedding day.So yeah. I didn’t walk down the aisle. I stole his best man’s Jeep, peeled out of the vineyard like a rom-com heroine on fire… and crash-landed into a beach house with three of his oldest friends.Logan, Mason, and Derek.The broody one.The reckless one.The quiet one who sees everything.They should’ve sent me packing.Instead, they fed me grilled cheese, held me while I cried, and—somehow—made me feel like I wasn’t broken. Like maybe I didn’t ruin my life… maybe I just saved it.Now they’re looking at me like they want more.And the craziest part?I want them too. All of them.