Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All

Chapter 30: 30-I Took Off My Clothes For Him

Verity:

"What?" she snapped at me, probably smirking because she knew there was nothing else I could do but to warn them.

And then, they wouldn’t even take my warning seriously.

I shot Mrs. Baker a sharp glare before turning around and storming back into my house.

I slammed the door shut once, then opened it and slammed it again, followed by three more times.

"Wow, look at the anger in that bitch," her daughter commented, chewing bubblegum while her boyfriend carried the TV inside.

I had a feeling Mrs. Baker knew I was suspicious, but she also knew I could do nothing about it.

Everyone in the neighborhood was scared of her.

Not because she had a loud mouth.

Anyone could deal with that.

It was because of her daughter’s boyfriend and the people they associated with.

Her daughter’s boyfriend was supposedly involved with a gang, or so I had heard.

People preferred to avoid them.

They took other measures to protect their homes, and stupidly, I hadn’t done that.

I went inside and dropped onto the couch, my fists clenching.

I couldn’t care less whether her future son-in-law was in a gang, but at that moment, I knew I had to choose my next steps carefully.

I had to get these people off my back somehow because this situation was escalating.

They thought a woman living alone was easy to rob.

They needed to see that I had powerful people in my corner too.

More importantly, I needed to use this moment to set something in motion.

So I grabbed my phone and dialed Jaguar’s number. freewёbnoνel.com

I knew he was probably having dinner with his brothers at this hour.

What I also knew was that the brothers were keeping things from one another.

They weren’t talking about me. They weren’t gossiping about me.

As expected, Jaguar answered almost immediately.

The second he picked up, I started breathing heavily into the phone.

"Um, hello?"

His voice was uncertain. I could hear noise in the background.

So I had been right. He was with his brothers.

I breathed even louder, then ended the call.

Just as I expected, my phone started blowing up.

For the next ten minutes, I ignored every call.

During that time, he sent countless question marks and messages asking if I was okay.

He even called from several different numbers.

"Are you okay?"

That was all he kept asking, and I kept avoiding him.

As expected, he didn’t stop calling me, so eventually I answered.

"Hello?" I kept my voice as strained as possible.

"Fucking hell, Verity. What’s going on? Why weren’t you picking up my calls?"

The panic in his voice alone was enough to show how much he cared about me.

"I’m so sorry. I probably dialed by accident." I forced a sniffle, playing the part of a damsel in distress.

"Are you crying?" he asked, picking up on the details I was deliberately feeding him.

"No," I replied, keeping my voice jagged and dramatically shaky.

"Listen, you’re going to have to do better than that, okay? When you called me, you were breathing heavily. You were hyperventilating. What is going on?"

I swear, he sounded far more scared and worried than I had been when I discovered my house had been broken into.

I didn’t respond.

"Verity, please tell me what’s going on," he pressed.

This time, I could tell he wasn’t around his brothers.

He had probably stepped away from them because he’d been worried sick about me.

"My house— it was—" I uttered, taking dramatic pauses. "Broken into."

The moment I said it, I heard him grunt on the other end.

"Who would dare do that?" he barked into the phone, his anger and aggression radiating through the line.

"I don’t know. I’m just—" I paused, forcing another shaky breath. "I’m just going to lie down and rest. I’m not feeling well."

I kept my voice low, each word coming out unsteadily, as though I had no idea what to do next.

Once I ended the call and he immediately started calling again, I knew exactly what his next move would be.

At this point, I could see right through them.

Sure enough, a message from Jaguar came through.

Alpha King Jaguar: Verity, what is going on?

Alpha King Jaguar: I am really worried sick.

Alpha King Jaguar: I cannot rest knowing you are frightened.

Alpha King Jaguar: I’m fucking worried, Verity. I’m headed your way.

I only read it through the notifications.

A smile crept onto my lips.

I remembered my brother begging in front of me, asking me to convince Gigi to contact him.

He had cried.

He had begged.

I hated seeing him like that.

But now, the people who had wronged him were doing the same.

And this was only the beginning.

It would be satisfying to watch when I pulled their dicks away right before climax.

When I left the bulges in their pants unattended.

When I refused to accept them, no matter how much they begged.

I didn’t open the message because I wanted him to think I hadn’t seen it.

Then I rushed into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and soaked my entire body before changing into a silk robe.

It was practically see-through.

I didn’t want to give him too much, though, so I kept my undergarments on.

Even then, they barely covered anything.

The bra concealed little more than my nipples.

I wanted him to see more than he had already seen before.

My heart was pounding hard as well.

I knew being alone in my bedroom with him with his wild desires dripping from his mouth would be a risk.

But a risk I was willing to take in order for revenge.

Afterward, I let the robe absorb more water until the thin fabric clung to my skin.

By the time he arrived, I would be ready.

Ready to make him lose his mind.

Ready to make the heat in his body rise until he couldn’t think straight.