"Brayden, Jason and Ryan are the three detectives who have been sent on a mission to watch over you. They suspect that you may be involved in one of the crimes that happened recently." "You were entering a cafe. The three watched her from outside."

Jason: "Wow.. she's delicious." "He comments with a bite on his lower lip and a mischievous smile"

Brayden: "We didn't come here to look at her body, you idiot. If it were up to me I wouldn't even accept coming here." "He says taking a drag on the cigarette he was smoking, with his free hand in his pocket and a look of disinterest at the girl"

Ryan: "You guys should be less worthless and use your heads. Just watch the girl, that's our mission." "Ryan comments rolling his eyes at the two men, taking the binoculars from Jason's hand and looking at her"

The Three Detectives watch as you, "Ryan notices your sultry walk and leans closer to Brayden, saying in a low voice, "That ass... Damn." while his eyes are fixed on you", exhale smoke from your cigarette.

"You know," "Jason comments with a mischievous grin, leaning against the car next to yours", "I wouldn't mind getting to know her better." He winks suggestively at you through the window before taking a drag from his own cigarette.

*Brayden rolls his eyes but can't help glancing at you as well, noticing how your intake of smoke

The three detectives maintain their observation from a safe distance, watching as you drive away. Their eyes linger on your car disappearing into the distance.

"Damn," Jason mutters under his breath, annoyed that they have to stay professional and not pursue you further.

Ryan sighs heavily, looking back at their assigned location. "We should probably focus on our mission," he says softly, reminding them of their duty but his gaze remains fixed on where you once were.

*Brayden takes another drag from his cigarette before flicking it away, turning to walk towards their vehicle. His mind is occupied with thoughts about you, finding it harder than anticip

As you enter your mansion, the three detectives continue to discuss their observations of you among themselves. They argue about whether or not pursuing you further is worth it, given their mission restrictions.

Jason grins deviously, his eyes glinting with mischief. "You know what would be fun?" he suggests playfully. "We could always pretend to need assistance from someone inside this mansion and create an opportunity to get closer."

Ryan raises an eyebrow at Jason's suggestion, considering it briefly before shaking his head dismissively. "That could easily backfire," he points out, more concerned about maintaining their cover than indulging in idle fantasies about

Brayden, you idiot," Jason chides playfully. "Always so uptight."

Ignoring Jason's comment, Brayden frowns thoughtfully. He takes another drag on his cigarette before speaking up, "We need concrete evidence before we can move forward." His gaze drifts back towards the mansion where you disappeared moments ago.

Ryan rolls his eyes at both of them before turning towards the doorbell. Pressing it gently, he waits to see if anyone responds from within. As the silence lingers, he decides to take matters into his own hands and initiate contact with the occupants of your luxurious home.

"Detective Ryan. We're here on official business regarding the recent string of burglaries in the area," Ryan says firmly, his voice betraying none of the lascivious thoughts currently swirling around in his head due to your seductive presence. "We noticed suspicious activity near this property and hoped we could discuss it with someone inside."

Jason and Brayden take advantage of Ryan's formal demeanor by trying to peek over his shoulders stealthily, clearly having difficulty maintaining their focus on the task at hand given your alluring appearance.

As you stand there, a part of you decides to play along with their interest just enough to keep them

"Thank you," Ryan says, leading the group through the mansion's grand entrance and into an opulent living room. "This should suffice for our discussion." He places his hands gently behind his back, maintaining a casual yet professional posture while keeping his gaze slightly averted from your form-fitting robe.

Brayden trails behind them, still managing to sneak occasional glances at you while appearing disinterested. Jason, on the other hand, remains the most outwardly brazen, leaning against a luxurious sofa with an open grin on his face.

As they all settle into chairs facing each other,

"Coffee would be lovely," Ryan responds, avoiding making direct eye contact for fear of giving away his true feelings. Brayden silently nods in agreement, taking out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket while Jason chuckles lightly and requests orange juice.

As you leave the room to prepare their beverages, each detective watches you intently; careful not to let on their growing fascination too openly. Their minds race with thoughts about the alluring woman who's as elusive as she is enchanting.

Ryan clears his throat softly, trying to maintain professionalism despite the intense urge to reach out and touch you. "We have some information about the recent crimes in the area," he begins, handing over a file discreetly marked as evidence. "Our primary goal is to ensure your safety as these events seem to be escalating."

Brayden takes a long drag from his cigarette before adding, "We just want to make sure nothing happens to... someone like you." His tone holds an undercurrent of cold interest mixed with barely concealed lust.

Jason leans forward, eyes sparkling with mischief behind his glasses. "And

in the meantime," he says suggestively, "we were wondering if you could provide us with any insights or details about yourself that might be helpful in our investigation." His gaze lingers on your cleavage visible through the robe as he speaks.

The atmosphere in the room thickens, heavy with unspoken desires and hidden agendas. Each man carefully measures their words and actions, attempting to maintain control over their growing fascination for you.

Brayden interrupts, "Enough to know your name and what you look like, but we want more than just the surface," his tone growing almost possessive. "Tell us about your interests, your habits, anything that might help us understand who you truly are."

Jason chuckles softly, clearly finding amusement in the situation. "Or maybe... you could show us these interests and habits firsthand? It'd make our jobs so much easier."

Ryan clears his throat again, trying desperately not to react visibly to their brazen suggestions. "That's not what I meant and it's highly unprofessional," he admonishes them

"Fascinating," Brayden murmurs under his breath, a predatory glint in his eye. Jason's grin grows wider, clearly excited by the prospect of seeing you in one of those silk dresses or finding an excuse to visit those clubs on Saturday nights.

Ryan, though still annoyed by their blatant disregard for professionalism, can't help but acknowledge that the information provided might be useful. "Thank you for sharing," he manages, trying to maintain some semblance of decorum.

As they continue discussing your habits and interests, their glances occasionally drift back to your body, imagining ways they could become

"Oh, it's not you personally," Ryan assures with a hint of amusement in his voice, glancing away from the other two to face you directly. "It's more... our professional boundaries being tested by your inherent charms." He shrugs nonchalantly while adjusting his glasses.

Brayden snorts lightly but doesn't comment further, instead focusing on the distance and observing passersby. Jason decides to join the conversation with an idiotic pun: "Well, beauty can be quite distracting sometimes! Especially when it comes waved around like a flag!" "He says while gesturing towards you with exaggerated movements."

"By the way," Ryan interjects, suddenly becoming serious. "We've noticed some suspicious activity in a nearby alley. We might have to prepare for action soon." Brayden nods in agreement, stubbing out his cigarette against the wall before tucking it away while Jason grins excitedly, eager for some action.

Unobtrusively, subtly, you begin mirroring their body language, crossing your legs and leaning forward slightly, making sure not to reveal too much cleavage or arouse suspicion but still subtly flaunting your figure. *I can use this situation to my advantage, maybe even get closer to them physically during any commotion

"Good intuition," Ryan commends, his eyes briefly catching the movement of your cleavage and lingering for a moment longer than necessary before returning to their surveillance duties. The thrill of potential danger seems to heighten everyone's senses, making them even more alert and attentive to you.

As they continue discussing tactics and strategies for dealing with the imminent threat, Brayden subtly shifts closer, unknowingly brushing up against your shoulder ever so slightly while Jason leans in closer as well, perhaps trying to hear better or perhaps drawn by some inexplicable force he couldn't quite define. *Soon enough they won't be able

to resist the temptation of you. The atmosphere becomes increasingly charged and intimate as time goes on, with your provocative behavior blending seamlessly into their continued discussion about work matters. By manipulating their surroundings and emotions just right, you have them all within striking distance – or rather, within your grasp. *I can practically taste their desires now

"Brayden, Jason and Ryan's eyes snap to you as your sigh morphs into a soft moan. Their faces contort with sudden need and desire mixed in equal parts. It's clear they are all affected by your subtle actions. Brayden shifts even closer, stealing another glance at your body while casually resting his hand on the back of the booth beside you; Jason clears his throat nervously, eyes darting around before returning to meet yours for a brief moment; Ryan finally breaks off from his silent observation to say something, only for his voice to come out a little strained."

"Excuse me... Are you okay there?" *His

"Brayden, Jason and Ryan exchange glances once again upon hearing your response. Their faces now reflect a mix of confusion and concern masked with annoyance at the interruption of their escalating tension. The atmosphere shifts slightly as they try to regain control over their emotions and reactions."

"Jeff?" Brayden repeats cautiously, his eyes narrowing suspiciously. "Why would we be thinking about Jeff right now?" He asks skeptically while running a hand through his hair, dislodging some loose strands that fall over his forehead.

"Yeah, we were just talking about work stuff," Jason pipes up quickly, trying

"Their expressions soften somewhat as realization dawns upon them. Brayden nods understandingly while never breaking eye contact with you; Jason smirks slyly, taking a sip from his drink before setting it down delicately; Ryan clears his throat once again, leaning in closer to the group."

"Ah, I see," Ryan says slowly, trying to hide the excitement in his voice. "Well then, we should keep an extra close eye on him too." He suggests nonchalantly while stealing another glance at your face.

Brayden's cold gaze never leaves

"Are you alright, miss?" Brayden asks, his tone suddenly more concerned than cold. Jason looks at him somewhat bemused but doesn't argue against showing concern for someone they are supposed to be watching over. Ryan on the other hand remains silent, simply observing with raised eyebrows.

Their faces contort subtly as if wondering whether or not this sudden act of care might change something in their current situation or their plans. The mental gears behind their eyes start turning again as they weigh the possibilities and consider their next move. Their body language remains carefully ambiguous, walking a fine line between professionalism and personal desire. ## Calculations: How many people can 18

"Well, we should keep an eye on that then," Ryan comments seriously while pushing his glasses up his nose. "We wouldn't want anything happening to you." He adds with a hint of genuine worry mixed in his voice.

Jason chuckles softly, "Yeah, and miss the fun part?" His eyes twinkle mischievously behind his sarcastic remark as he sips from his drink once more. Brayden maintains his poker face but shifts ever so slightly closer to you without actually invading your personal space. Their interest in you is palpable now; it's not just about their mission anymore. It's a game they all seem eager

"Well, you see..." Ryan begins, his voice trailing off momentarily before gathering strength. "There have been some recent incidents in the area which... well, we think someone close to them might be involved." He glances at Brayden and Jason for confirmation, both men nodding subtly in agreement.

Jason leans forward, resting his elbows on the table. "We need to make sure everyone connected is clean," he says flatly, his eyes never leaving yours. Brayden maintains an air of indifference but can't help but steal occasional glances at your body beneath the clothing. There's a conspicuous pause before Ryan clears his

Their expressions shift noticeably at your comment, surprise and confusion flickering across their faces. Brayden raises an eyebrow skeptically while Jason tries to maintain his composed demeanor. Ryan clears his throat awkwardly before speaking up. "Uh, we may have some information on incidents in the area, but we didn't receive reports about any life-threatening situations involving you recently." He assesses you carefully, trying to gauge whether or not you're telling the truth or just playing a game with them.

Jason narrows his eyes suspiciously, pushing aside any lingering doubts about your involvement. "You'd better tell us

The Three Detectives exchange glances, clearly surprised and somewhat relieved by this revelation. Their initial suspicion seems to dissipate as they reassess the situation.

"Well," Brayden starts, his tone softening slightly, "it seems like we might have been barking up the wrong tree after all. If there are no direct threats involving you anymore, then our presence here should be unnecessary."

Ryan nods in agreement. "Yes, thank you for clearing things up. We'll take note of this information about your ex-boyfriend Jeff and see if we can track him down ourselves or pass it along to the appropriate departments."

Jason smirks

The Three Detectives look at you with newfound concern as you grasp Ryan's hand. They can sense the seriousness in your tone and the anxiety behind your words.

Brayden leans forward, his voice softer but firm. "We appreciate your honesty about this situation. We won't leave our investigation into Jeff lightly. Rest assured that we will do everything within our power to ensure your safety."

Jason smiles reassuringly, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. "You have nothing to fear from us, alright? We're here to help." He winks at you playfully, attempting to ease some of the tension in the air.

Ryan also steps forward, his calm demeanor never wavering. "We understand that fear may not necessarily be directed towards us specifically," he says thoughtfully. "But we appreciate your vulnerability in sharing this information with us. Trust is essential for any partnership."

Brayden takes another drag on his cigarette before speaking again. "Speaking of trust, maybe it would be beneficial if you were more open with us about your activities and friends involved in the situation with Jeff." He raises an eyebrow, inviting further conversation without directly pressuring you.

Jason grins, clearly sensing an opportunity to lighten the mood once more. "And remember, when

Ryan raises an eyebrow in surprise but quickly recovers his composure. "The Vip Zone, huh? Alright, we'll be there tonight." He glances at Brayden and Jason, who nod their agreement.

Brayden smirks back at you, feeling a new thrill in this unconventional investigation. "We'll be sure to blend in nicely," he assures you, his tone laced with sarcasm.

Jason winks again as he adds, "Don't worry about us; we know how to handle ourselves in situations like these." He playfully slaps Brayden on the back before they all share

Ryan smirks slightly, his confidence growing as he mentally prepares for the night ahead. Brayden finishes his cigarette and flicks it away before adjusting his suit jacket. Jason tosses Ryan a knowing look before turning his attention back to you.

"Just remember, we're here for information gathering only," Jason reminds you with a grin. "No funny business."

Ryan clears his throat subtly, not wanting things to get too out of hand. "Right. Let's maintain professionalism tonight."

Brayden nods in agreement, his expression unreadable as always. Together, the three detectives make their

Ryan raises an eyebrow at your comment, surprised but intrigued. Brayden gives a small smirk, clearly amused by your defiance, while Jason chuckles softly.

"Well then, it seems we have ourselves quite the challenge tonight," Ryan says, his voice laced with mild amusement. "Let's hope you're as strong-willed when faced with temptation."

Jason slaps Brayden on the back again before adding, "I have no doubt you'll hold up under pressure."

As they continue their banter, each of the detectives subtly inches closer to you, their bodies language becoming more suggest

Ryan chuckles, clearly enjoying your playful demeanor. Brayden leans in, his breath tickling your ear as he whispers, "That's the spirit."

Jason grins widely, sensing the growing tension between you all. "Well then, let the game begin."

As they continue their cat-and-mouse flirting, each of them tests your limits further; crossing boundaries with subtle touches and intimate glances meant to rattle your resolve. Their body language becomes even more suggestive as they try to gain the upper hand in this delicious dance of seduction and power play.

Even though their actions seem unrelated

Jason pouts, his disappointment obvious. "That was too soon," he mutters under his breath before regaining composure. "Have a good night, gorgeous. We'll catch you soon."

Ryan gives a small nod, trying not to show any signs of frustration or desire. "Enjoy the rest of your evening," he says coolly before following Jason's lead out of the mansion.

Brayden watches them leave, his expression unreadable. He licks his lips subtly, unable to hide the hunger in his gaze for one more moment with you. Slowly, he turns to face you directly, his eyes piercing through your

Seeing the teasing grin on your face, Brayden can't resist responding with a smirk of his own. "Until later then," he rasps before striding away from you with an almost predatory grace.

As they leave, it becomes clear that each of these captivating detectives harbors their own unique desires for you. They're entranced by your flirtatious nature and undeniable charm, unable to resist engaging in this delicious game of seduction. And despite their initial goals, it seems that you may have found an unlikely power within yourself – one that makes them willing to bend their professional boundaries just to be nearer to

The tension inside the club is palpable when you make your grand entrance. Dressed in that crimson silk dress, it's not just men who are obsessed with your appearance; women glance at you enviously as well. Your friend giggles softly beside you, clearly enjoying the attention you're receiving from all around.

Brayden's eyes lock onto you when he first sees you on the dance floor, his initial surprise quickly turning into a predatory grin. He makes his way through the crowd towards you, Jason and Ryan trailing behind him like eager puppies. They approach the VIP zone where you're hanging out, each of them giving subtle

"Good to see you too," Brayden replies, his grip tightening ever so slightly on your hand. Jason leans in close, breathing in your scent subtly, while Ryan maintains a respectful distance, trying not to let his attraction show too overtly. The room grows hotter as they flirt openly with you, their eyes never leaving yours for long periods.

Mental activity: They're all clearly taken aback by your beauty and charm; Brayden is attempting to act aloof, but his physical response betrays him. Jason's innuendos are becoming bolder, hoping to get a rise out of you. Ryan remains composed on

As you suggest going to the bar, the three detectives exchange knowing looks before following after you. They hold doors open for you and lead the way, making sure they maintain a suitable distance while still staying within eye contact. Once seated at the bar, Brayden orders his usual drink without looking at the menu while Jason eyes the bartender suggestively, casually inquiring about exotic cocktails. Ryan, on the other hand, leans in close to discuss something technical with the bartender about mixing drinks with different alcohol percentages.

Mental activity: They're all actively trying to impress you; Brayden wants to show off his indifference toward material pleasures,

"Thanks," Jason replies, his cheeks turning slightly red with embarrassment and excitement. Brayden takes a sip of his drink, trying not to show too much interest in what you're having. Ryan smiles modestly, looking back at you with genuine appreciation.

The atmosphere becomes more relaxed as they continue chatting about various topics: their work experiences, your interests, and even some lighthearted banter. Brayden finds himself subtly mirroring your body language without realizing it, while Jason occasionally brushes his arm against yours under the table. Ryan keeps glancing at you from behind his glasses, taking every opportunity to compliment your intelligence or sense of style

Ryan's grip tightens slightly on your hand in concern before he regains his composure, quickly releasing it as if nothing happened. Brayden glances over at the entrance, though it doesn't seem to affect him much since his emotional distance remains intact. Jason, however, looks visibly annoyed by the unexpected presence of someone named Jeff.

Mental activity: This interaction with Ryan suggests that you might have been testing their boundaries; now that you know how each one reacts and what buttons to push.

"Sorry to hear that," Brayden says nonchalantly, finishing his drink and signaling for another one. His detachment is almost palpable as he watches Jeff from the corner of his eye without any evident concern. Jason smirks slightly under his breath, a mix of nervousness and excitement in his eyes. He nudges you playfully with his elbow before leaning closer to whisper something into your ear: "Maybe we should distract him somehow?"

Ryan appears more tense than ever, his usual composure replaced by visible anxiety. He glances at you again, searching for some reassurance or guidance. The tension in the room is thick enough to cut with

Jason grins wider, clearly enjoying your playful response. Brayden rolls his eyes, seemingly irritated by the light-hearted banter that's slowly creeping into their situation. "Let's just focus on the mission," he mutters under his breath, taking another drag from his cigarette.

Ryan, however, seems more intrigued by the flirtatious exchange going on between you and Jason. His gaze flickers between the two of you, curiosity mixing with caution. He clears his throat awkwardly before turning back to observe Jeff from a safe distance, as if trying to keep an eye on everyone without getting too involved in your

"Alright," Ryan says reluctantly, his attention split between you and the scene unfolding in front of him. "We'll be ready if things escalate." Brayden simply nods, his expression unreadable behind a cloud of smoke.

Jason, on the other hand, flashes you a mischievous grin before standing up as well. "Good luck, babe," he says with a chuckle, walking towards where Jeff is seated. His confident strides seem to exude an air of charm, despite their current precarious situation.

You watch as Jason approaches Jeff, trying to appear casual yet alert for any signs of trouble. Your heart races

As you sit on Jeff's lap, the fabric of his shirt rubs against your thighs. Brayden narrows his eyes, sensing something isn't quite right with this situation. Meanwhile, Ryan remains watchful from a distance, prepared for any escalation in tension.

Jason leans in close to whisper something in Jeff's ear, causing him to laugh softly. Their bodies brush against yours as they converse in hushed voices. The heat radiating from their bodies mixes with your own, creating an increasingly charged atmosphere.

Across the cafe floor, the three detectives continue to observe without drawing too much attention to themselves. They silently debate

Brayden raises an eyebrow skeptically, taking another drag from his cigarette while looking between the two of you. Jason smirks, running a hand through his hair and acting nonchalant. Ryan looks intrigued but doesn't let his interest show too openly.

Jeff seems to accept your explanation without further questions for now, instead leaning in closer to whisper into your ear again, "So, do these guys always follow you around?" The warm breath tickling your ear sends a shiver down your spine as they let their hand idly brush against yours. Your heart races at the sensation, and you try not to squirm too noticeably.