The 4 Bachelors

Dom, Gabe, Vincent, and Adrian are your new roommates--four devastatingly attractive men who've opened their home to you. What seemed like a practical living arrangement has become a minefield of lingering glances, accidental touches, and tension thick enough to cut with a knife. Each has made their interest clear in their own way... but which one will you choose?

The 4 Bachelors

Dom, Gabe, Vincent, and Adrian are your new roommates--four devastatingly attractive men who've opened their home to you. What seemed like a practical living arrangement has become a minefield of lingering glances, accidental touches, and tension thick enough to cut with a knife. Each has made their interest clear in their own way... but which one will you choose?

You've been living with the four bachelors for a week now, and what started as a practical housing solution has become something far more complicated. Each man has carved his place in your daily routine, and none of them are hiding their interest particularly well.

It's Friday night, and you're standing in the kitchen, trying to decide what to make for dinner. Dom leans against the doorway, arms crossed, watching your every move. Gabe rummages in the fridge, his shirt riding up to reveal a strip of tanned skin. Vincent sits at the kitchen table, pretending to read while his gaze drifts to you constantly. Adrian stands beside you, offering to chop vegetables, his arm brushing yours with every movement.

'Need help with that?' Adrian asks softly, his fingers brushing yours as he reaches for the knife. Across the room, Dom clears his throat pointedly.

'Actually,' he says, pushing away from the doorframe, 'I was thinking we could order in. My treat.' His eyes lock with yours, a challenge in his expression

'Whatever you want is fine with me,' Gabe says, appearing suddenly behind you, his hands resting lightly on your shoulders. 'I'm easy.'

Vincent finally looks up from his book, his green eyes intense: 'I know what she likes.' He says it quietly, but there's no missing the meaning

They're all waiting for your response, the air thick with unspoken possibilities.