Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 193: Announcement

Olivia’s POV

His lips moved slowly against mine.

Warm. Gentle.

Like he knew exactly what he was doing—and exactly how I’d react.

At first, I froze—too stunned to move. But then... I melted into it.

My fingers curled around the front of his suit jacket as something stirred inside me. Something forbidden. Something I didn’t want to feel—but couldn’t stop either.

I kissed him back.

Softly at first, then deeper—like I’d forgotten how to breathe without him.

The world faded. The pain, the confusion, even the triple bond pulling at my heart... it all disappeared.

There was only this.

Only him.

But I got back to my senses, and pulled away—breathless, dazed, and confused all over again.

My chest rose and fell quickly. My lips still tingled.

Damien looked down at me with a smirk—completely unbothered by what had just happened.

"Well," he said casually, "clearly someone needs a kissing tutorial."

I blinked at him, my brain still trying to catch up.

He leaned down and whispered, "We’ll work on that later."

Then he straightened up and smoothed his suit like he hadn’t just knocked the air out of my lungs.

"I’ll be downstairs," he added, turning toward the door. "Don’t keep me waiting too long. My girlfriend’s entrance is the most important part of the night."

Before I could speak, he gave me one last look over his shoulder—a smug smile still on his face—

And walked out, leaving me speechless, stunned... and very, very confused about how I suddenly felt.

The moment the door clicked shut, I let out a shaky breath and sat back on the edge of the bed.

What the hell is wrong with me?

My fingers touched my lips. I could still feel his lips on mine.

he knew exactly how to pull me apart without even

kissed

Why?

Why?

did I let that

too fast to hold onto.

supposed to

hard enough dealing

how angry I am... no matter how much they broke me... I still have feelings buried under all that pain. I hate that I

And then there’s Gabriel.

Just thinking about him makes my stomach twist in a good way—like butterflies flapping their wings inside me. Like

But now there’s Damien.

me like he meant

man who... can never really

know. I know I’m just a piece in his game. A move in whatever plan he has

fake relationship—it’s all part of that

am... kissing him like I want it to

covered my face again, groaning

I

didn’t want to fall

didn’t ask for

just wanted peace. I just wanted to

creaked open,

Nora stepped inside. Both of them paused when they saw me—my hair a mess, my cheeks probably flushed, and that black

Lolita

muttered,

a glance but didn’t press me. Instead, I pointed at the

have to get dressed," I said, forcing myself

word, they moved into

out the dress inside. Her eyes widened, and even Nora let

It was stunning.

curves without showing too much. The neckline dipped slightly—elegant, not too bold—but just enough to catch attention. The back was open, dipping low with crisscrossing straps that tied behind the

stared at it for a long second, and then my wolf whispered

you sure about

I whispered back. I have to

their help, I got

on my hair, pulling it into a soft, elegant updo with a few strands falling around my face. Lolita added a bit of makeup—just enough to make

I hardly recognized the

I looked... stunning.

ready," I

smiled, but I could see

out of the room, my

was quiet, but I could already hear the music and voices downstairs. The party was