Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 54

Chapter 54: 54-Craving Foursome

Gigi:

I knew that whatever I had done at the office would, at the very least, make Verity and all the other pests like her realize just how important I was to the brothers.

After that, I texted Ragnar and told him to specifically ask Theodore to plan this trip with me.

Then I simply waited for their office hours to end.

By the time I got home, I had already arranged dinner because, of course, Theodore would be having dinner with me.

I had planned everything.

We would play card games, I would do a little training with him because he liked that kind of thing, and in the meantime, I dressed in a black shirt and black pants.

But as time passed, I began to wonder if I looked too plain and boring.

I needed to wear something prettier.

I mean, of course he is just family and a friend, but I needed to dress up for them as well.

So I changed into a skin-colored dress that hugged my body tightly.

It ended high on my thighs. I studied myself in the mirror and slowly tugged my neckline down.

"What are you trying to do?"

My wolf’s voice startled me, and I immediately fixed my dress.

"Nothing," I replied, trying to hide something from someone who knew everything about me.

"Be careful, Gigi. That might ruin everything," my wolf warned and I started nodding my head.

"I know, I know. It’s just—"

I paused, biting my bottom lip.

"The other day, I was teasing Theodore, and I accidentally touched his crotch, and— I just don’t know."

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

"I’ve heard how he treats his women. He’s very rough with them. He does— they do unthinkable things together."

I knew that because I had read it in his diary.

Once, years ago, he had sneaked into a kitchen, hidden beneath a woman’s gown, and licked her until she was soaking wet.

I took another deep breath as I remembered that particular entry.

He had written about it repeatedly.

He mentioned it years ago, then wrote about it again in his diary.

Then again. And again. And again.

It was as if he kept reliving that moment and wanted to experience it over and over.

"So what if–,"

I trailed off as another thought crossed my mind.

I had dated his brother, and he had been amazing.

I mean, he could fuck me for an hour without getting tired or finishing.

But the problem was that he did not do the things I found kinky.

"And what do you find kinky?" my wolf asked, amusement clear in her tone.

I swallowed hard.

"Imagine the three brothers taking me by surprise, dragging me onto a bed, tearing off my clothes and–"

I paused, touching my neck.

Then my hand drifted lower and pulled my skirt up.

The skirt was so tight that it rode up over my ass, leaving my ass cheeks exposed.

Even my panties were visible.

It was emotional too. I was obsessed with that man.

The problem was that he would not do me.

I wanted him to fuck me in a car, on the side of the road, to grab me by my hair, shove my head against a table, and fuck me from behind.

I had dropped countless hints that I wanted him to do me in the building’s elevator or in his office, but he was too prim and proper for all of that.

So it wasn’t my fault that I had lingering feelings.

And I wanted to keep things decent, so why not his brothers instead of someone else?

Plus, ever since Rochelle started forcing me to help her get Jaguar’s attention, I had begun to feel jealous.

The other day, when he dropped her off, I was terrified she would come on to him.

I wanted that attention for myself.

I wanted their eyes on me and only me.

That was why I sat there in my tiny-ass skirt.

I even planned to move in ways that would flash Theodore every now and then.

If he initiated something, he would be too scared to tell his brother.

But that moment never came.

He never showed up.

I called him again and again, and then he switched off his phone.

And there I was, sitting in front of a cold meal with tears in my eyes.

First Jaguar, and now Theodore.

That was why I wanted all of them marked and mated to me.