Victor Rodrigo, Dante Moretti, and Chase Blackwood. Three untouchable men. Even their names smell of success and wealth. The entire world admires them. Not only for their successful careers as CEOs, for their wealth, but because they are different. They share a bond that goes beyond everything, and that is what makes them the greatest of all.

Victor, Dante, and Chase have been best friends since they remember themselves as kids. They didn’t share the same hobby or went to the same school. No. They share life experiences that made them understand each other when no one else could. Specifically Victor and Dante. Their shared trauma of their families abandoning them once and for all, is why they share a very strong bond.

In front of the world, they are the cold, ruthless, unstoppable and untouchable men. But behind closed doors, they’re just three friends who enjoy each other’s presence. Their friendship is so strong and they have always been certain that nobody would be able to get between them and ruin everything, even if they tried.

Little did they know...

“It was Maria’s last day of work today,” Dante said as he finally placed down the documents he had been reading for thirty minutes, “She’s leaving, so this means that tomorrow there is going to be a new assistant, our personal assistant.” he finished.

“Have you met her? Does she look capable of doing this job?” Victor asked as he exhaled a puff of smoke from his cigarette.

“No. Not yet. I just know her name. Maria advised me to hire her, she said she’s experienced and she knows very well what to do. Exactly what we’re looking for,” Dante answered Victor. He was about to say more before Chase interrupted him.

“I’m going for a drink, you guys should come too, we all need it after this long day.” Chase said as he exhaled in exhaustion. The other two men instantly agreed.

**8:35P.M.*

The three men sat. They had ordered their drinks and were now sitting to a table at the corner of the bar. Their usual bar that they love because it is the only one in the entire city that doesn’t allow pictures to be taken and paparazzi to visit it.

Chase got up and went to take their drinks that were now ready. He takes the three glasses of whiskey with his one hand, and even as the bar man warns him that he’s going to break everything, Chase doesn’t listen. He starts walking backwards and his eyes are locked on the bar man, a smirk is appearing on his lips. He’s going to prove him wrong. Typical Chase. He’s always up for challenges, and even if half of them are a failure and he ends up causing a mess, he never backs down.

He’s almost there, he has almost made it, but then... CLACK!

The sound of glass falling and breaking into the ground, makes him realize what he has done. He has bumped into someone. And that someone is very, very mad. Fair.

He finally turns his back only to see a beautiful woman. But the language she’s using right now doesn’t match her pretty innocent looking face. Not even a little bit. She’s cursing. A LOT. Chase has never heard anyone curse so much like she does right now. But he can’t blame her, because her white crop top and jeans are now ruined from all the whiskey that has been thrown at her.

And something else that these three men don’t know yet, is that this young, beautiful woman, is their new assistant.