In an underground cave, a group of curvy women with striking beauty and confident airs gather around a large projector.
At the front of the room stands Agent Siren, the most powerful and trained agent among them. Siren, known as Siren 105, has seen it all. She's a woman who has toppled many men, using her body —boobs.
With a smirk on her lips, she gestures toward the screen as it flickers to life. "These are the Wolfe trio," she says, her voice smooth and confident. "The Big Three. The most handsome, irresistible, and feared men in the city above."
The other agents, intrigued, lean in closer.
Siren points to the first image. "That's Zane Wolfe, the eldest.
A tall, broad-shouldered man appears on screen. Tousled dark hair, sharp cheekbones, a jawline carved like stone. His eyes? Cold and Piercing. Like he's always one second from snapping.
"He's the scariest, the grumpiest, and... surprisingly, a virgin.
"Yeah, no woman in the city has managed to tame him, and he lives alone. But trust me, he's packing something big. Underneath all that gruffness, he's hiding something dangerous."
The agents exchange glances, some of them amused, some curious. Siren's eyes then move to the next brother. "This is Felix Wolfe, the second brother.
The screen shows a golden-skinned man lounging shirtless in a luxury penthouse. Tattoos, perfect abs, and that cocky smirk that says he knows exactly what he's doing.
"A true player, over a thousand women have been in his bed, but none have stayed. He takes after their father—no woman can hold him down. He's also into some... intense stuff. BDSM, anyone?"
The agents nod, a mix of admiration and uncertainty in their eyes.
Finally, Siren points to the last brother on the screen. "And this is Caleb Wolfe, the youngest.
A tall, lean figure in a basketball jersey. Sweat glistening off caramel skin, soft curls tied back, his eyes locked in that focused, distant way that drives girls crazy.
"The star, the basketball sensation. Every girl's crush. He lost his virginity to his college girlfriend, but they broke up. Since then, he's been cold. Never lets anyone in."
The projector screen flickers again, leaving an air of tension and anticipation hanging in the cave.
Siren stands tall, her voice calm . "They think they're untouchable. But in this world, no one is."
The agents look at each other, ready for whatever comes next.
"They're all worth four hundred billion dollars each," Siren 105 added, not blinking. "And none of them are easy to tame."
A hush fell over the cave. The angels leaned in closer, eyes glued to the screen.
From the back, soft whispers floated through the crowd.
"I hope it'll be me," one curvy brunette muttered, pressing her thighs together. "I'm already in love with Zane."
"I want all those big dicks to myself," another giggled, her cheeks flushed. "Any of them—hell, I'll take all three."
"I swear, I can't wait to strip off for them," a redhead said, licking her lips. "Let one of them just look at me, I'll fall flat."
A few girls chuckled. One sighed dreamily. Another fanned herself with her hand.
Siren heard every word—but she didn't react. She just kept watching the screen, her smirk never fading.
"They're not just rich," she said, slowly. "They're dangerous. And if any of you think it'll be easy… think again."
"Can it be me, please?" one of the girls blurted out, her eyes wide and desperate.
"No," Siren said, turning sharply. "You sex addicts are not going on this mission."
The room fell silent.
Siren stepped forward, her voice firm. "The top head of the mission team has already made the call. Agent 504 has been selected."
Gasps echoed.
"She's the Agent of Anklet," Siren added, her tone proud.
At the back of the room, a figure stepped out of the shadows.
Agent 504—real name, Alexis.
She had the biggest boobs in the room, a waist that could make a man forget his name, and curves that made the projector light flicker like it was shy.
But more than that—she was sharp. She had passed every Agent Seduction test thrown her way, scoring the highest marks in charm, control, and body language.
Smart. Dangerous and deadly in heels.
"She'll be going for the mission," Siren said with a nod.
The other angels stared. Some jealous. Some impressed. A few just quietly wishing they were in Alexis's place.
Alexis didn't say a word. She just smirked and walked forward, her anklet glinting under the cave lights.
With a flash of white light, Siren 105 and Alexis—Agent 504—teleported into another dimly lit room.
A giant screen blinked on in front of them.
An older woman appeared, sitting like a queen on a velvet chair, legs crossed, holding a cup of black coffee. Her gray hair was pulled tight into a bun, face flawless, lips red like danger.
She was The Boss.
"Sit," she said, not smiling.
Siren and Alexis obeyed. The screen behind the Boss lit up with the three Wolfe brothers—Zane, Felix, and Caleb.
"Listen close," the Boss said, setting her coffee down. "They all have big dicks. Huge. Thick. Don't lose focus."
Alexis raised an eyebrow, fighting a smirk.
The Boss continued, flipping her tablet. "One of them is a sex addict. Be careful—he'll sniff out your seduction tactics faster than your boobs can jiggle."
Siren nodded.
"And one of them," the Boss paused, her eyes locking on Alexis, "is bisexual. Your job is to find out which one."
Alexis blinked. "Wait… seriously?"
"Yes," the Boss said. "We need confirmation. You'll be close to them. Use everything you've got. But—" she leaned forward, "Do. Not. Fall. In. Love. They're dangerous, powerful, and heartbreakers."
Siren glanced at Alexis. "She won't. She's trained."
The Boss wasn't convinced. "Even with curves like yours, Alexis, you're not immune. So control those hormones. And those boobs."
Alexis nodded once.
But inside?
Her heart thudded.
Four hundred billion dollars. Big dicks. Power. Sin.
"I'm coming for you, Wolfe brothers," she thought, licking her bottom lip. "Can't wait to get under your skin… or maybe under you."
She crossed her legs slowly, her anklet sparkling.