1 cheating ex. 24 hours. 8 men who volunteered for a prank and got emotionally unionized. On April 1st, April Feuller carries a twelve-dollar cupcake three blocks with the fragile optimism of a woman hoping for a surprise proposal. Instead, she finds Chad stress-testing his executive desk with Brenda from HR. His defense? It was a prank. April doesn't scream. She doesn't sob in the bathroom like a victim in a corporate training video titled Managing Big Feelings in Small Spaces. (She does cry in a supply closet for five minutes, because she's not made of stone. She's made of spreadsheets and spite.) She tells her best friend she has a plan. She does not have a plan. Eight men opt in like it's a group project, not a preassembled harem, just people who took "hands-on help" extremely literally. Together they build April's very specific vision of Tuesday-level revenge: fake fiancé, autocorrect from hell, expense report gauntlet, taco coupon with probable mob ties. She thought it ended at sunrise. The men were not informed. A self-aware why-choose romantic comedy where the fake engagement becomes real, the revenge becomes a relationship, and nobody is surprised except April. The stakes are petty, the orgasms are not, and everyone — including Chad — gets exactly what they deserve. 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ High heat. High page count. Standalone Why-Choose / Reverse Harem. One FMC. Eight MMCs. No MM. HEA guaranteed.