Chapter 8

CHAPTER 8

“Advantages never come free. You have to create it the way you want it.”

— Ashish Patel

MELODY POV

“A masquerade? Not so bad.” I nodded to my three fathers who were seated on their office couches like kings they were. It would have been crazy in the eyes of the world and the gods for three grown-ass men to share literally everything. But this kind of thing is the only thing I have known since I spoke my first word.

It was either three of them or nothing. As puzzling as it was, I found it highly fascinating that the three of them could be so close, despite... Everything.

Their past; considering that Daddy used to be Dada and Papa's sworn enemy.

Add the mere fact that the three of them loved one woman. I have read stories during times of severe boredom, but I have never come across a tale of a woman with three husbands. Not even the gods were that blessed.

And I am saying blessed because they all loved her to death. The men would literally die for Mommy. And honestly, if I d