Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 193

Chapter 193: Announcement

Olivia’s POV

His lips moved slowly against mine.

Warm. Gentle.

Like he knew exactly what he was doing—and exactly how I’d react.

At first, I froze—too stunned to move. But then... I melted into it.

My fingers curled around the front of his suit jacket as something stirred inside me. Something forbidden. Something I didn’t want to feel—but couldn’t stop either.

I kissed him back.

Softly at first, then deeper—like I’d forgotten how to breathe without him.

The world faded. The pain, the confusion, even the triple bond pulling at my heart... it all disappeared.

There was only this.

Only him.

But I got back to my senses, and pulled away—breathless, dazed, and confused all over again.

My chest rose and fell quickly. My lips still tingled.

Damien looked down at me with a smirk—completely unbothered by what had just happened.

"Well," he said casually, "clearly someone needs a kissing tutorial."

I blinked at him, my brain still trying to catch up.

He leaned down and whispered, "We’ll work on that later."

Then he straightened up and smoothed his suit like he hadn’t just knocked the air out of my lungs.

"I’ll be downstairs," he added, turning toward the door. "Don’t keep me waiting too long. My girlfriend’s entrance is the most important part of the night."

Before I could speak, he gave me one last look over his shoulder—a smug smile still on his face—

And walked out, leaving me speechless, stunned... and very, very confused about how I suddenly felt.

The moment the door clicked shut, I let out a shaky breath and sat back on the edge of the bed.

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My fingers touched my lips. I could still feel his lips on mine.

His kiss was calm but powerful, like he knew exactly how to pull me apart without even trying.

And I let him. I kissed him back. Willingly. Almost desperately.

Why?

Why?

Why the hell did I let that happen?

My thoughts swirled, too fast to hold onto. I buried my face in my hands.

This wasn’t supposed to happen.

It’s already hard enough dealing with the triplets.

No matter how angry I am... no matter how much they broke me... I still have feelings buried under all that pain. I hate that I do. I hate that they still matter to me.

And then there’s Gabriel.

Sweet, gentle Gabriel. Just thinking about him makes my stomach twist in a good way—like butterflies flapping their wings inside me. Like maybe he could make me feel whole again.

But now there’s Damien.

The man who kissed me like he meant every second of it.

The man who... can never really be mine.

Because deep down, I know. I know I’m just a piece in his game. A move in whatever plan he has to bring out the woman he really loves. His real mate. His lost lover.

This fake relationship—it’s all part of that game.

And yet, here I am... kissing him like I want it to be real.

I covered my face again, groaning quietly.

"This is a mess," I whispered to no one.

I didn’t want to fall for any of them.

I didn’t ask for this.

I just wanted peace. I just wanted to feel normal again.

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