Given to the Gang: Dubcon MMM Erotica

After watching Peter find an unexpected life of wealth, security and submission with the powerful Ace Syndicate, Steven falls back into old habits. One reckless gambling spree leaves him buried under a debt he can never repay.

The gang offers him only one way out.

Steven will work off every cent at one of their exclusive underground clubs, where every rule is absolute, every mistake is punished, and walking away is not an option.

Under the watchful eye of Damian and his dominant partner, Steven expects humiliation. Instead, he discovers discipline, purpose and desires he never wanted to admit existed. As the nights blur together, punishment slowly turns into temptation, and the life he once feared begins to feel dangerously like home.

But escaping the gang was never easy, and staying might be the choice that changes everything.

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“Given to the Gang” is a dark MMM romance featuring revenge, forced proximity, reluctant submission, multiple partners, BDSM dynamics, emotional obsession and a guaranteed HEA.

This is the third book in “The Ace Syndicate series”. It can be read as a standalone, but you'll enjoy it even more if you read the books in order.

Reader warning: This is a dark erotic story with themes of revenge, debt repayment, and reluctant submission. It features intense sexual content and does not portray healthy relationships. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

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Excerpt:

I never thought my life would end up like this.

I’d always been the guy with the big smile and the even bigger mouth. The one who could talk his way out of anything. One more big win, one more ‘sure thing’ and I’d finally be on top. That’s what I told myself every single time I sat down at the table.

But this time, I knew I had gone way too far.

The underground casino owned by Ace Moretti had been my playground for weeks. I’d won some, but I’d lost a lot more. Then I started borrowing on credit. When that wasn’t enough, I did the stupidest thing I could have done. I dropped Peter’s name as collateral, swearing he’d cover me if things went south.

Now I was paying for it.

Two of Ace’s men had grabbed me the moment I tried to leave the casino. They dragged me into the back of a black SUV, cuffed my hands and drove me to Ace’s private residence without saying a word.

When they pushed me into the large, luxurious office, my heart nearly stopped.

Peter was already there.

He looked completely different from the friend I remembered. I hadn’t seen him in ages. Not since he stopped answering my texts and calls after I set him up and handed him over to Ace and his men. Still, Peter looked great. He looked as if he had landed on his feet, no matter what I had done to him. The expensive clothes he wore fit him perfectly, and his posture was straight and confident. Standing beside Ace, Peter looked like he actually belonged there. Calm, composed and strangely at peace.

The gang lord himself, Ace Moretti, sat behind a large desk, looking every bit the dangerous man he was. His henchman, Kane, stood off to the side with his arms crossed, watching me with cold amusement as if he had expected this outcome.

“Steven,” Peter said. His voice was quiet. Almost tired.

I tried to sound hopeful, desperate.

“Peter. Thank god you’re here. I f*cked up bad this time. Really bad. But I can fix it. I swear. Just talk to them for me. Please, man. We’ve been best friends since we were kids. You know I’d do the same for you.”

Peter looked at me for a long moment. There was no anger in his eyes. No pity. Just a cold, detached exhaustion that scared me more than anything else.

He turned to Ace and spoke without hesitation.

“It’s about time he worked off his own debt for once.”

The words hit me like a punch to the stomach.

I stared at him, stunned.

“Peter? What the f*ck? You can’t be serious. After everything we’ve been through?”

Ace leaned back in his chair, a small, satisfied smile on his face.

“Peter has made his decision,” he said calmly. “And I agree with it.”

He nodded toward a tall, imposing man standing near the door. I froze when I recognised Damian Cross, one of his top lieutenants. I’d heard plenty about the man to fear him. He had a reputation for being ruthless but efficient.

“Damian will handle your repayment plan,” Ace continued. “You’ll be working off your debt at one of my clubs. You will provide full service with no limits. Until every cent is paid.”

I started panicking. I knew what that meant.

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