"Big D claimed another one," one of the boys whispered, leaning close so only those around him could hear.
"I know, right? This time it's finally Cara," another murmured, eyes wide with disbelief.
"She was the last one," a third added, shaking his head in awe.
"The last beautiful girl left untouched in the House of Fortune. After tonight, Big D's had all of them in his bed. Every single one."
They weren't speaking with malice—just stunned envy. In this house where every glance, every whisper, and every move was magnified, Big D and his big dick had become a living legend among the male contestants.
The man who had walked in with quiet confidence and, week by week, somehow drawn all the most desirable women in the house to his side.
And now, Cara—the one they thought would never give in—had chosen him too.
Their hushed voices faded into silence as they sat together in the lounge, listening.
