Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 192

Chapter 192: Change Of Plan

Olivia’s POV

"Who sent it?" I asked, staring at the white envelope in Lolita’s hand.

My name—Olivia Parker—was written in bold, dark letters on the front.

"I have no idea," she replied. "The guards at the gate said a courier brought it. Didn’t say who sent it."

I frowned, turning the envelope over in my hands.

Who would send me something like this? And why now?

But I didn’t waste time guessing. My fingers moved quickly, tearing it open.

Inside was a single piece of paper.

No design. No signature. No return address.

Just one sentence written in red ink across the center:

"Meet me tonight at 10 p.m. on the mansion rooftop."

My frown deepened.

Lolita caught the change in my expression. "What is it?" she asked, stepping closer.

I slowly turned the paper around and showed her.

Her brow furrowed. "What the hell...?"

I stared at the note again, unease crawling under my skin.

No name. No hint. No explanation.

Just that strange, silent summons.

Meet me on the rooftop?

Who? Why?

"Ignore it," my wolf muttered.

I wanted to agree with her.

But the more I looked at that letter... the more curious I became.

you planning to

didn’t want to—but because I truly didn’t

neatly and slid it back into the

a nap,"

space. "Call

gently closing the door behind

I sighed deeply.

shoes, I climbed into bed and pulled the

I found myself staring at

eyelids got heavy. My mind calmed

sure how long

pulled me from the darkness. A sound.

to the dim lighting in the

then I felt someone was

sat up slowly, my

turned toward the far corner of the

Damien stood by the window, his arms crossed, his eyes already on

My heart jumped.

I hadn’t expected anyone. Especially

there?" I asked,

answer

said finally, his voice

ran a quick glance at him. He was dressed in a gray

God.

someone look that good doing

collarbone beneath the crisp white shirt, and his

He wasn’t just handsome.

ridiculously hot—especially for a man in

asked, his lips twitching

and probably

wasn’t gawking," I muttered, even though I definitely

his lips. He stepped forward and set a sleek black box on the

I asked, glancing

said simply. "My birthday

I blinked again.

eager to see the woman I am dating," he announced, and my eyes

dating? I thought I was just your date for the night!" I said with a disapproving frown, but

thought we’d speed things up a little," he said with a smirk that made my

I growled, climbing off the bed and storming toward him. "I needed to be mentally ready for this... you should have fucking told me!" I spat, staring at him

Damien didn’t move.

me with that same calm expression—even as I stood in front of him,

plan," I repeated, my voice sharper now. "You don’t just spring something like that on me. Not with

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