Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 289: Waking Up In Their arms

Olivia’s POV

I felt soft kisses trail over my cheeks, nose, and forehead. It was warm and gentle, nudging me out of sleep like sunlight peeking through a window.

"Mmm..." I groaned, half asleep, trying to bury my face into the pillow.

"Louis, stop... you’re waking her up," came Lennox’s unmistakable voice, laced with amusement and warning.

I recognized it instantly.

But Louis just chuckled, completely unbothered. "She loves it. Don’t you, sweetheart?" he murmured, pressing one more exaggerated kiss to the tip of my nose.

I tried to smile, still caught between sleep and waking—until I felt a sudden shift in the bed and heard a thud, followed by a grunt.

I forced my eyes open.

What I saw made my sleep-heavy brain jolt awake.

Lennox had tackled Louis, pinning him flat on the bed. His hand was wrapped around Louis’s wrist while his knee held down his shoulder. Louis squirmed dramatically beneath him, clearly not trying very hard to escape.

"I warned you," Lennox said with a growl that wasn’t at all serious.

Louis only laughed harder, breathless beneath him. "You’re just mad I got to her first."

"I always get to her first," Lennox shot back smugly.

"You sound like children," I mumbled, my voice still hoarse with sleep.

They both froze, their heads snapping in my direction.

Then Louis flashed me a boyish grin from beneath Lennox. "Morning, beautiful."

I rolled my eyes. "You’re ridiculous."

"You love me that way."

Before I could respond, the bathroom door opened—and out stepped Levi, steam curling from behind him. His dark hair was damp, and he wore nothing but a white towel slung low around his hips. Droplets of water glistened on his skin, trailing down his chest as he rubbed another towel over his hair.

He paused mid-step, looking over at the scene on the bed with a raised brow.

he muttered. "You

Louis said,

shoving his brother’s face into

smile. There was something deeply comforting—almost surreal—about waking up to this chaos. Like

hips. The droplets on his skin shimmered in the morning light as he tossed the towel from his hair onto a

murmured, his voice

me into his arms with such ease it made me feel weightless. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist,

until I rested my cheek against him that I realized what I

of their oversized

remember how I got into bed. Everything

hesitation because he chuckled softly. "You knocked out cold. Lennox carried you in.

Louis added from the bed, his face still partially

all their scents clinging to the fabric.

away from my face

seemed to know more than they let on, and nodded.

even more. "Are you ready for our date

my heart

again, a little breathless.

in, pressing a sweet, lingering kiss to mine—unhurried, like we had all the time in the world. His lips were warm, familiar, and everything in me seemed to melt into

forehead rested against mine for a second before he whispered,

bed. Before I could even settle, Lennox reached out and pulled me into his arms, tucking me close to

in his warmth, my fingers lightly tracing circles over his chest as Louis finally managed to wriggle free from

so good.

Until it didn’t.

sharp voice sliced through

Beckham, where the

hard. It

My heart dropped.

straight, my breath

three men

wrong?" Lennox asked,

Levi was already

a brow. "Who

quickly, brushing my hair out of my face. "It was my brother. Calvin. He’s looking

instantly—equal parts