Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 7: Humiliation

Chapter 7: Humiliation

Olivia's POV

"What?" my mother yelled in an outburst. "There are many servants in the pack house! Why must it be Olivia? My daughter just came out of unconsciousness; she almost died!" Mother said angrily to Levi's personal guard, who had just walked into my room, saying Anita and the triplets needed me to get them a bottle of water.

As my mother fumed with anger, I sighed inwardly. I knew this was Anita's doing, But today had already been exhausting, and the last thing I wanted was to create more trouble.

"Mother, let me just go. I will be back soon," I said softly and tried leaving the bed, but my mother stopped me.

"No, Olivia. I will go instead," she requested, but I shook my head against it.

"Please, Mother, I don't want to get them more annoyed. Let me go. I will be back soon," I assured her before pushing myself off the bed.

My whole body racked with pain from the effect of the pepper that had been applied to my skin and kneeling under the sun. I felt like collapsing, but I inhaled deeply and forced my foot to move.

As I left the room, I could see the pain and anger in my mother's eyes, and I knew at this moment she wished she could do something to help. But unfortunately, she couldn't.

I walked into the kitchen, took out four bottles of water, and placed them on a tray before making my way to the triplets' wing.

Taking a deep breath, I knocked on the door.

"Come in," Anita's authoritative voice spoke.

I pushed the door open, only for my stomach to drop at the sight before me.

Lying on bed were the triplets and Anita, who were completely naked. The room reeked of sweat and sex. The air was filled with the aftermath of their pleasure.

Swallowing hard, I shut the door and made my way over to the table, making sure I avoided looking their way. After dropping the water on the nearby table, I turned to them but made sure I looked down.

"Here is the water. Anything else?" I asked softly while ignoring the discomfort in my chest.

It was painful to be tagged as the daughter of a thief, but it was more painful to see the men I had a crush on—my first loves—in bed with my best friend.

Anita sighed and moved herself from the arms of the triplets. She sat up properly and gestured for me to hand her the water, and despite how much I wanted to refuse, I just couldn't. So I picked up the bottle of water from the tray and handed one to her.

I remained where I stood, my eyes fixed on the floor in humiliation while she slowly drank the water. I wished to leave. I wanted to leave. But I knew I couldn't unless I was asked to.

"Anything else? If not, I will take my leave," I said with a grumble.

"Stay," Anita ordered. "We'll need you."

If you need me

"Olivia!" Lennox cautioned.

I knew his

he warned. "If she wants you to stay, then that's exactly what

myself to hold back from talking back at him. In just a week, Lennox

her lips as she took slow sips of the water I had just handed her. The triplets remained silent, their expressions unreadable as they

down on the nightstand and stretched her arms above

mused, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Two more days

stiffened at her

I

was my

it was more than just a celebration—it was the day she would finally confirm her bond with the triplets. The day she

dramatic sigh and turned to the triplets, running her fingers along

she purred. "I already feel the connection. It's undeniable. The bond is there—I just

nails dug into my palms, but I said

up loving them, harboring feelings I

And Anita?

and soon-to-be the mate of the men I once

as if I wasn't even in the room. "Once I turn eighteen, we won't have to wait anymore.

inside of my cheek so hard I tasted

triplets—Levi, I

said lazily, though he didn't sound nearly

Instead, she giggled and

when it

I stood there, invisible.

Humiliated.

Wishing I could disappear.

I had never loved

leave?" I

instead placed a slow,

gripping the back of her head as

quiet hum of pleasure that escaped her throat—it all made

forcing myself to stay rooted to the spot as Anita shifted, straddling Lennox's waist. She let out a soft moan as

swallowed hard, bile rising in

traced his fingers along Anita's thigh before leaning in to

his gaze moving toward me

was as if he was telling me this was what I would never get, what I would never experience, before he looked away, leaning in to capture her