Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 356: Start all over

Olivia’s POV

The room felt different now. For the first time in a long while, it wasn’t filled with anger. It was quiet, gentle—like after a big storm when everything is still, but you can finally breathe again.

Tears slid down my cheeks as I gave a shaky smile. "Thank you," I whispered. "This is all I ever wanted—for us to stop hurting each other."

Lennox rubbed a hand over his face. When he looked at me again, his eyes weren’t hard anymore. They were tired and open. "No more fights," he said softly. "I promise."

Levi lifted his head, his voice low. "I promise too. No more jealousy. No more harsh words. I’ll work on it." He looked at Lennox with guilt in his eyes. "And no more accusing you. I was wrong."

Louis smiled. "Then we start over," he said. "Together. We’re not perfect, but we’ll keep trying. For you, Olivia. For all of us."

My heart squeezed so tight it almost hurt. Relief. Love. Hope. For the first time, I felt like maybe—just maybe—we could really fix this.

Lennox moved first. He knelt in front of me and took my hands, lowering his head until his forehead brushed my knuckles. "I’m sorry," he whispered.

placed his hand over mine too. His eyes were soft, full of regret. "Me too. I was wrong

in front of us. His voice was strong. "No more pulling you apart. We’ll learn to do

it—the last

wrist, my other hand held Levi’s, and my eyes locked with

around my shoulders, Lennox pressed his forehead against my temple,

of us. Tangled. Messy.

this time I didn’t hide them. "Please," I whispered, my voice breaking. "Let this be the

as I breathed in the dangerous, addictive

lap, his strong hands gripping my hips. His mouth found mine in a hard, hungry kiss. It wasn’t gentle. It was possessive, full of need, like he

my back, his chest warm and solid. His lips brushed my neck, slow at first, teasing, making my skin break out in shivers. Then his mouth opened, sucking at the soft spot under my ear until my head fell back on his shoulder. "I’ve missed this," he whispered, his breath hot against my skin. His hand

with heat. He placed his hand under my chin, tilting my face up until I had no choice but to look at him. His gaze held me still, full of command and desire. Then he bent and kissed me. His mouth was rough, claiming, forcing me to give in to him. My head spun as

gone, and Lennox’s mouth was on

down my back, cupped my hips, then squeezed my ass hard enough to make me whimper. "You’re ours," he

I whispered,

as he kissed me again, slower now but deeper, pouring everything into it. His hand guided his cock against me, sliding between my folds until I was shaking with need. Then, with one deep thrust, he