Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 172

Chapter 172: 172-A Harmless Prank

Gigi:

"What do you want me to do?" Theodore asked with a smile.

I pouted, tapping my foot against the ground like a child.

"I want to prank Jenna, and I need your help," I pleaded, pouting again.

"She pranked me so well the other day that she almost made my heart stop," I complained playfully, once again pulling my lips into a pout.

Theodore kept looking at me, and whenever I acted like that, the way he smiled gave me the impression that he liked seeing me act bratty.

So that was exactly what I did.

I had no problem acting like a brat.

Anything that made him think I was cute.

"Okay, well, that’s not a good thing. I wouldn’t want anyone to make your heart stop," he replied, his possessive side showing in the most playful way.

"Well then, I’ll need your help getting back at her," I said, snapping my fingers.

We were sitting on the balcony outside his bedroom.

Every time I was in his room, I felt weird, like the bed was calling to us.

I would always glance at it and whisper to myself, ’Soon. It’ll happen soon.’

I was going to put an end to the loneliness of his bed.

"I’m really not surprised you’re getting along with her," Theodore remarked with a laugh, making me tilt my head and stick out my tongue.

I remembered what Jenna had told me.

Theodore had taken her to the kitchen.

What she told me reminded me of his journal entries.

There had been one incident where he had been under some weirdo’s gown.

Now he wanted to recreate it.

The problem was that he was looking at all the wrong options.

The right option was sitting right in front of him.

Once he got under my gown, he would realize I was better than whatever memory he was holding on to.

He just had to trust me.

I guessed he was scared because of his brother and what he would think of him.

But once he dared to do something with me, we’d make everything right together.

"Okay, I want you to tell Jenna that you’re going to a masquerade party. You’ll be wearing masks and long black coats. And it’s this dark party where everyone dances with beautiful women."

I watched Theodore frown in confusion.

"What would that do?" he asked.

"I want you to tell her that you go every Saturday night, like tonight."

I laughed to myself as I watched him shake his head at me, as though he couldn’t believe how goofy I was.

I liked seeing the admiration in his eyes.

"Then I’ll say that I’m headed there too, and I’ll invite her. I’ll give her a mask and everything."

I laughed to myself.

"I’ll take her to a fucking council praying house."

I laughed so hard that Theodore slapped his forehead.

"You are so adorable. That’s such a goofy little prank, but it’s harmless," he chuckled.

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