Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 205

Chapter 205: 205-Befriending Verity

Gigi:

Well, my assumption had been absolutely right.

Verity was consumed by guilt.

Using her for my own purpose was going to be very easy.

So I’d decided to be patient from now on.

I wasn’t going to ask Ragnar anything directly.

Instead, I’d left that part to Verity.

Although what she’d told me had left me confused, it had also proved she was being honest.

There really had been a mate ball where Ragnar had stopped briefly, and several people had introduced their daughters to him.

His mate had to be one of them.

Which also meant she was the daughter of an Alpha.

So how was I, the daughter of a Beta, supposed to get rid of her?

Then again, I didn’t see myself that way anymore.

I was the Alpha King’s girlfriend.

That was my identity now.

"Earth to Gigi."

Oliver’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

He walked into my section of the house and casually dropped onto the couch, looking as cocky as ever.

"Let’s test the whole mate thing," I said, reminding him of what we’d discussed back at the Stone Mansion.

He’d come earlier to meet Ragnar because I’d told him to.

"Well, now Verity is staying there," he commented.

I grimaced at him, annoyed that I was talking about something important while his attention was on Verity.

"What? I was just saying." He shrugged.

"How are things going with you and Jenna?" I asked.

He rolled his neck before resting his head against the back of the couch.

"She’s fine. I mean, her body isn’t really my type, but I’m doing it for you."

He pouted dramatically, as though sleeping with her was some terrible burden.

If I knew Oliver at all, he was thrilled he was getting laid.

He wanted sex every single day.

"Remember, after the first time, you had to give her a few days for the river to want her, and now—"

I paused while going over the rules.

"Yeah. Now I have to sleep with her for the next fifteen days without stopping. I get it. I’ve done everything exactly the way you told me to," he replied.

I straightened in my seat and held out my hand.

"What?" he asked.

"I want to see it." I smirked sternly.

"You want to see the sex tape?" he asked and I nodded.

"Did you blur yourself out? I mean, your body?"

Later, after he’d told me he’d recorded everything properly, I’d reminded him never to take off his mask.

Thankfully, he never did.

He also barely spoke in the videos.

Still, whatever parts of his body were visible had to be blurred as well.

Not because anyone would recognise him, but because there was one version I wanted to watch.

And I definitely didn’t want to see my brother naked.

That was disgusting.

So, for my version, every visible part of his body had to be censored.

The other version, with only his face and head obscured, was meant for him alone.

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