Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All

Chapter 147: 147-He Wants Sex

Verity:

At that moment, I could have fought back, but I didn’t.

I had seen the door slowly open behind me.

Mrs. Baker peeked inside with a camera in her hand.

It seemed she had heard the commotion or had seen the way Roman had forced his way into the house, pushing me inside.

I guessed she already knew something had happened.

That was why she came in intending to record whatever unfolded.

So I let it happen.

I let him reveal the monster he truly was.

"Did you fucking cheat on me with that Alpha king Jaguar?" Roman screamed in my face, his fingers tightening around my neck until my eyes began to water.

He squeezed my throat so hard that the corners of my eyes started to burn.

I didn’t even know what answer he wanted from me.

The way his hands were wrapped around my neck, I couldn’t speak even if I wanted to.

"Answer me!" he yelled. "Is this why you are accusing me of drugging you?" he added.

So that was what he was doing.

He was trying to avoid taking the blame for drugging me by acting aggressive and unhinged.

I kept staring back at him, feeling as though I would lose my breath at any moment.

He kept glaring at me before he finally let go, making me cough hard as I tried to crawl away from him.

"Look, I’m not trying to hurt you or anything."

Once he realized how he had been acting, he started to change his behavior, apologizing again and trying to justify his actions.

"It’s just that you anger me so much," he mumbled, pacing around while running a hand through his hair. "You know what? I think it’s the frustration. We haven’t had sex. I want to be the one to take your virginity."

By then, I had stood up with the help of the doorframe and started taking deep, heavy breaths.

That was my chance to kick him out of the house, at least while he was using this excuse.

"Roman," I uttered.

"Please leave," I requested, my eyes staying fixed on the ground.

"Don’t do that, baby. I was just angry."

He quickly approached me.

I kept my hands behind my back as I pressed myself against the wall.

My head turned to the side when he cupped my face, forcing me to look at him.

"Come on, I was just angry," he said, brushing his lips against mine, and a strange wave of disgust washed over me.

I moved one hand from behind my back and gently held his wrist.

Then I forced my face away from his hand, pulling myself away from him.

"I just need some rest, please. Instead of forcing this moment on us, if you just give me a few hours to calm down, I’ll feel better."

I kept my voice respectful because, at the end of the day, he knew a very big secret of mine.

He could use it if he got too angry with me, thought I was playing him, or lost hope of ever becoming intimate with me.

He looked at me for a few seconds before nodding.

I guess he realized that both of us had to be very careful around each other.

He didn’t want to push me too far. I just didn’t know why.

I mean, he could use that secret to blackmail me into having sex with him.

Why he wasn’t, I had no clue.

He then walked toward me again, and my body instantly flinched.

It was a reaction to his aggression.

He came over and planted both his hands on the wall around me, slapping them against it once, then twice, before resting his forehead against mine.

"Just know that, Verity, I love you more than anybody would ever love you," he whispered before pulling his face back, tilting his head, and planting a kiss on my cheek.

Then he stepped back, took a few more steps, and walked backward while staring at me before finally turning around and leaving the house.

I ran to the door and immediately locked it.

I didn’t want to indulge in a conversation with anyone at that moment.

But the minute I returned to the couch and sat down, my phone started beeping.

It was Jaguar calling me.

My eyes narrowed at the timing.

I looked around my house just to be certain there wasn’t any kind of hidden camera or spy cam.

Then I picked up my phone and answered the call.

I kept my voice raspy while gently rubbing the back of my neck.

"Are you okay?" Jaguar asked.

The way he was breathing on the other end was sketchy in itself, like he was already worried about something.

"Yeah, I’m fine. Why?" I asked.

"No particular reason," he replied. "Anyway, I just wanted to know, when are you coming to work?"

His question caused me to raise an eyebrow in confusion.

"From umm tomorrow? I checked, and ahh there isn’t umm any office work for a week. So, umm I guess I’ll be spending time helping Lady Lucille plan the event," I answered.

I kept my calm but spoke in a low, vulnerable voice, not the way I usually talked.

I even slipped in a few extra ums and ahs so he would think I was a little lost.

"Okay," Jaguar responded from the other side. "Are you really okay?" he asked again.

This time, I got up from the couch and walked to the window, pulling the curtain aside with a fingers to look outside at Mrs. Baker and her daughter.

She seemed to be showing her something on her phone.

My heart skipped a beat.

It was my video.

The video she had taken of my boyfriend abusing me.

"Yeah, I’m fine, Jaguar. Thank you for checking up on me," I responded.

Before he could say anything else, I ended the call.

I walked over to the couch and lowered myself onto it.

Then another message popped up on my screen.

I expected it to be Jaguar, but I was quite shocked when I saw who it actually was.

Daniel.

My stepbrother.

Daniel: I wanted to speak with you today, but you were in such a rush. You didn’t stick around. Please, Verity. Let’s talk. Let’s finally talk about it.

I stared at the screen, and a tear rolled down my cheek.

The sad part was that if I started taking revenge on everyone, I would spend the rest of my life doing just that.

So I focused on the ones who had done my brother wrong, at least for now.