Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 324: Fighting

Lennox’s POV

Levi’s smirk didn’t falter, but the glint in his eyes sharpened. "I’m saying..." he drawled, stepping further into the room, "...that maybe your anger wasn’t about what she did. Maybe it was about you needing an excuse to pull her into bed and stake your claim again."

Louis’ gaze flicked between us, his mouth set in a tight line, but he stayed silent. Olivia shifted in my lap, clearly uncomfortable, but I kept my arm locked around her waist, holding her exactly where she was.

"Careful," I said, my voice low but pissed. "You’re getting me annoyed, Levi."

He took another step, stopping just at the edge of the bed. "Am I? Because from where I’m standing, I see you sitting there all smug, like you’ve just marked your territory... and maybe you think that’s enough to keep her." His eyes slid to Olivia briefly, then back to me. "But you forget—she’s not just yours."

The words hit like a spark to gasoline.

Olivia turned her head slightly toward him. "Levi—"

"No," I cut in, my tone sharp enough to make both of them stop. My grip on her tightened as I locked eyes with him. "You don’t get to stand here and imply anything about what we have. You don’t get to cheapen this into some ’apology sex.’"

Levi’s smirk faded into something more guarded, but he didn’t back down. "Then prove it. Not with words, Lennox. With actions that go beyond your bed."

I could feel Olivia’s heartbeat through her back.

Levi. Slowly, I pulled Olivia out of my arms, rose from the bed, tugged on my pants, and closed the space

through the mind link. "What is this all about?" I asked

frown deepened, and instead of responding to me through the mind link so Olivia wouldn’t get to know what we were saying, he decided to speak it out. "The actual fuck

frown deepened. "And when have I ever said she belongs to

it. The way you hold her like she’s yours alone.

"You think I’m keeping her from

voice rose a bit, his stare hardening. "You’ve always been the selfish one. You take first, you take most, and you damn well make sure you leave scraps for the rest of

glancing between us, confusion flickering across her

ever truly saw us without you hovering like some overprotective guard dog, she’d realize she doesn’t need you as

enraged me.

cruel, "deep down you know you’re doing this as a competition. You want her to reject Louis and

The sound echoed in the room, and Levi staggered back, one hand going to his face, his eyes

under his breath, stepping forward, but I was already braced for

Louis shoved himself between us, planting a firm hand on each of our chests. "Enough! Both of you, before

rage in my chest. But then my eyes caught Olivia—still sitting on the bed, hands clenched in her lap, looking... hurt. Not angry, not annoyed, but