Chapter 107: 107-Big And Powerful
Jaguar:
I felt like an idiot.
Everything had turned out completely differently from what I had assumed.
Now I was standing before her like the guilty one.
There was so much anger in her eyes.
She wouldn’t even let me get close for a second.
"I can’t believe this," Verity continued, taking deep breaths as she began to hyperventilate.
"Listen, no. I would never shame you like that." I pointed to my chest and stepped toward her, but she once again motioned for me to stay back.
In the back of my mind, one thought kept repeating.
She had been bitten by something, and instead of asking if she was okay, I immediately assumed she had done something wrong.
Now she was looking at me as though I were accusing her of being a slut.
To be honest, I was guilty.
Not of slut-shaming her, but of not stopping Mrs. Scarlett when she made those remarks about Verity.
And it hadn’t happened just once.
It had happened before.
Whenever clients saw Verity, they would look her up and down.
Then they would tell others they thought she was only in this position because of her looks and her body.
Everyone saw her as someone seductive.
Her body had been heavily sexualized by everyone.
So I could understand where she was coming from.
But at the same time, I just didn’t understand how I could have defended her.
I wouldn’t want anyone to think we were in a relationship or that we had feelings for each other.
Not only was I cheating on my ex, but I was also back with her.
And if Gigi found out, she would be furious.
So I had to be very careful.
I wanted to care for Verity, but not in the public eye.
I didn’t want her to put me in a position where I had to choose between her and Gigi or risk upsetting Gigi.
"You know what, Mr. Jaguar?" Verity finally snapped me out of my thoughts.
The way she spoke made it sound as though everything was over.
"I don’t want you interfering in my life anymore," she said, gesturing toward me. "Back there, that woman was accusing me of bringing men home. One of those men is you. You’re the one who visits me the most," she clarified.
"And if you can’t defend me, then you’re not welcome here anymore. In fact, you’re not welcome at all. Because thanks to you, today’s conversation made me realize I wouldn’t want Roman to feel insecure. So from now on, there will be no contact between you and me."
Her stern voice and the boundary she set because of my own stupid actions shattered me.
I didn’t want that.
Of course I wanted to keep visiting. I wanted to keep pursuing her.
But now, because of me, she had realized all of this had gone too far.
"You’re taking it all the wrong way," I said, trying to approach her again.
But once again, she shoved her palm in my face.
"Stay away from me. Keep your distance," she warned.
Then she turned around and walked away, leaving me standing there.
Part of me wanted to let her go so all of this stress would finally be over.
The secrecy and hiding everything from Gigi had been filling me with guilt.
But at the same time, the thought of her leaving changed everything.
I couldn’t watch her go.
"Well, you need to decide what you want from her first," my wolf snapped, making me groan inwardly. "Do you only want sex? If so, there are a million different ways we can get it. Every time we stop ourselves, we shouldn’t. She wouldn’t stop us either."
I had no idea what my wolf was talking about. He was just yapping, making me feel even more guilty.
"You think I only wanted sex from her?" I shot back.
He scoffed sarcastically.
"The problem is, I know Ragnar doesn’t like her. He never says it out loud, but he doesn’t." I paused.
"Then why the fuck—" I paused for a second.
"Do you think she’s lying?" he asked.
"I’m not saying she’s lying. But the fact that she was behind a tree while he was using the flashlight to protect her—when has Ragnar ever done that?"
The moment I said those words, even my wolf fell silent. He probably understood where I was coming from.
"So his name is Roman."
After a brief silence, I spoke, even confusing my wolf.
"The guy. His name is Roman," I repeated, nodding to myself in understanding.
"What are you thinking of doing, Jaguar?" he asked.
But I ignored him.
I knew exactly what I was going to do.
I had to stop him.
I had to break them up because, as long as he was in her life, she would stay faithful to him, which meant she would ignore me.
And I didn’t want that.
So, to fix everything and put things back the way they were, I had to find out more about that man and get him out of her life.
Of course, our trip had been postponed.
I had arrived at Gigi’s place to check on her brother.
I wanted her to know that, out of everyone, I was the one who cared about her the most.
When I arrived, I realized Oliver had just woken up.
Gigi had gone to his room, so I followed and knocked on the door before hearing her call for me.
When I entered, I saw her sitting on the bed beside her brother.
He had one hand on his forehead and looked completely lost.
"Is he okay?" I asked.
She smiled and reached her hand out to me.
I took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze before dragging a chair beside the bed and sitting down.
"I was asking him what he remembers," she explained.
Then we both looked at him.
Just then, Theodore and Ragnar arrived as well.
Gigi got up, walked over, hugged Ragnar, then returned and sat back down.
The four of us watched Oliver, waiting for him to tell us what had happened.
Oliver looked at all of us as though he was ashamed that he had been beaten up.
Then he finally spoke.
"It was a really big, tall man."
That was where he paused, and I watched Gigi’s breath hitch.
"He was really powerful."
As Oliver continued, we all exchanged glances.
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