TRIPLETS RISE

Things are about to change around here.
If there is one thing I won’t allow, it’s having my dad’s MC ran into the ground.
Everyone expects my brothers to take charge, but there is one thing no one knows.
I’m the one that runs this club.
A woman.
And according to men, a woman’s place is in bed not at the head of the table.
News Flash: I’m not only going to be the head of the table, but I’m putting the word out.
Women can join.
Men can join.
Everyone can join and be accepted.
My brothers? We are all triplets and they support me and have my back.
They know I’m meant for more than what society has mapped out for women.
Well, I’m taking the bull by its horn.
And this MC is mine.
There’s a problem.
Not many people like my choice. Not many men want to follow a woman.
That’s fine with me.
The Vice President thinks he is going to be President when my Dad dies.
An extremely sick cruel awakening awaits.

It’s ME.
And I’m a take no prisoner’s kind of woman.