All Chapters of Triplet Temptation: My stepbrothers are triplets : Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

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NOT STOPPING UNTIL HE ASKS ME TO BE HIS GIRLFRIEND

~MARCELLA~I don’t realize when the lecture ends.One minute, the professor is still talking… his voice blending into the background noise of my thoughts… and the next, chairs are scraping, bags are zipping, students are standing.It takes me a second to catch up.Wait… it’s over?I blink, looking around as people begin to file out of the classroom in clusters, laughter and chatter filling the air like nothing just happened.Like my heart hasn’t been in a constant war for the past hour.Like I haven’t been sitting between two storms, pretending I’m not the reason they exist.I exhale slowly, my fingers tightening around my pen.Okay….good.Now Lucas will leave.He has another lecture… he always does after the joint class.This is where he stands up, walks out, disappears into his own world… and gives me space to breathe again.I wait for one second….then two, five, ten.He doesn’t move.My brows pull together slightly.That’s… strange.Slowly, I turn just enough to glance behind me.An

RIGHT ON TIME

~MARCELLA~I wake up with a strange heaviness in my chest.It’s not sharp enough to hurt… not something I can point at and name. It just sits there, quiet and stubborn, like a feeling that refuses to leave even after sleep.For a few seconds, I don’t move.I just lie there, staring at the ceiling, watching the faint morning light creep through the curtains and paint soft lines across my room.My mind is blank and peaceful at first.Then reality settles in.And just like that… the feeling deepens.No joint class today.My lips press together slowly, my fingers tightening slightly against the bedsheet.Which means…No Lucas.No watching him.No him watching me.No accidental glances that linger too long.No silent battles across a classroom.No tension thick enough to choke on.No watching him try to act unaffected.No watching him fail.No chance to push him, to provoke him, to make him jealous.A quiet sigh escapes me before I can stop it, my chest rising and fal

THE CAFETERIA COMMOTION

~MARCELLA~Lucas is right on time and I can't be more pleased than I am right now.So what do I do?I look away.Like I didn’t see him. Like he doesn’t exist. Like he doesn’t matter.My fingers tighten slightly around the spoon in my hand, betraying me for just a second.My heartbeat stutters, then races, then steadies as I force my expression into something calm… unaffected. But inside? Inside, I’m very aware of him. Of the way the air shifts when he walks in. Of the way my body recognizes his presence before my eyes even doAnd then… I turn back to Albert with a soft smile.“Here,” I murmur, picking up another spoonful.And I feed him again…. slower this time, and more intentional.I tilt my head slightly, letting my fingers linger just a second longer than necessary. It’s subtle, but deliberate. Every movement is calculated. Every second stretchedAlbert catches on immediately.His fingers brush mine, his gaze deepening, his attention completely on me like

LUCAS LOSES CONTROL

~LUCAS~I shouldn’t have said all that to Stella.The thought doesn’t come gently. It hits me like something thrown straight at my head….sharp, unexpected, impossible to ignore. It lingers for half a second longer than I want it to… before I shove it away.Because the truth?I don’t regret it enough.Not enough to wish I could take it back. Not enough to feel guilty.Stella deserved every single word.Every. Single. One.Still… the look on her face when I said it…the way her eyes shattered, the way her hand trembled before she slapped me….the way the entire cafeteria went silent like the world itself paused just to watch her break…It lingers annoyingly.Like something stuck under my skin I can’t claw out.“Damn it,” I mutter under my breath, dragging my hand through my hair as I pace down the empty corridor.My footsteps echo too loudly against the walls, each one feeding the storm already building inside me. I shove my other hand into my pocket, but it doesn

TRAUMA OF THE PAST

~LUCAS~“Damn it!!”My voice rips out of me, hoarse and broken, swallowed almost immediately by the rain crashing down around me.I don’t even know when my feet start moving.One second I’m standing there like an idiot, staring at the empty road where her car disappeared…Then next, I’m walking fast….then faster.Like if I stop, even for one second, I might completely lose it right there in front of everyone.The school gate fades behind me.Students scatter in different directions, laughing, complaining about the rain, running under umbrellas or cars or whatever shelter they can find.I don’t see any of it.I don’t hear anything properly either.Everything sounds… muffled and distant.Like I’m underwater.All I can hear clearly is my own breathing…ragged, uneven, almost painful.And her voice.“I’ve decided to move on.”It keeps repeating over and over again…. like a curse.Like something carved into my brain that I can’t erase no matter how hard I try.My chest tightens again, painfu

THE NIGHT JUST GOT WORSE

~LUCAS~The sound of the engine roars louder, aggressive, like it’s not slowing down… like it’s not even trying to.The noise cuts through the night like a blade, too loud, too sudden, echoing off the empty street and bouncing inside my skull. It feels wrong immediately…..too deliberate, too directFor a split second, my brain doesn’t process it.It just… freezes.The light gets closer, and closer.Too close.I should step away, but I can't, as I just find myself frozen on the spot in shock and watching as the car comes faster and faster at me.“What the hell…..”My voice comes out quieter than I expect, almost swallowed by the roar of the engine, like even sound is afraid of what’s about to happen.My heart slams violently against my ribs as my body finally reacts, stumbling a step back, my breath catching in my throat.It’s not stopping.It’s not.The tires screech suddenly, loud and violent, cutting through the night as the car swerves hard, right in front

BRUISED AND WOUNDED

~LUCAS~The first drop of rain hits my cheek, then another, and then, it pours…. heavy and relentless.Within seconds, we’re soaked.The ground turns slick beneath our feet, water splashing with every movement.He comes at me again, faster this time, throwing a combination of punches.I block, deflect, step back, then counter with a sharp kick to his side and a punch to his jaw.He stumbles slightly, but recovers fast, grabbing my arm and trying to slam me down.I twist out of it, using his momentum against him, sweeping his leg out from under him.He hits the ground hard, but rolls immediately, springing back up like it’s nothing.I let out a breathless laugh.“Not bad,” I mutter.He charges again.This time, I meet him head-on.We clash hard, fists colliding, bodies slamming into each other as the rain pours harder, soaking through my clothes, dripping into my eyes.Pain explodes across my ribs when he lands a hit.I grunt, staggering slightly, then snap back

I ALMOST DIED

~LUCAS~I feel like something heavy is pressing against my skull… like I’m being dragged up from the bottom of a deep, suffocating ocean where everything is cold, silent, and endless.It feels like I’ve been down there for hours, days, maybe longer.Then something shifts….a flicker, a pull, and suddenly, I'm rising.Fighting my way back.The first thing I feel is pain….not sharp or sudden.But deep… aching… spreading through every inch of my body like it has settled into my bones and made a home there.It’s heavy, relentless and unforgiving.A low, broken groan slips past my lips before I can stop it, my face tightening slightly.“Fuck…..”My throat is dry, painfully dry, like I haven’t spoken in days. My voice comes out hoarse, cracked, almost unrecognizable.Even breathing feels… wrong, too heavy, too strained.My eyelids feel like they’re weighed down by something…..too heavy to lift.But I force them open anyway, just a little, and light hits me instantly….too bright, too harsh.It

MARCELLA IS COMING

~LUCAS~The realization that I almost died all because of a woman hits me hard.Something inside me snaps and my breathing stutters.My fingers curl weakly against the sheets, and my chest suddenly tightens from fear…real, raw and uncontrollable.My breathing starts to pick up, uneven and shallow.“Hey… hey, relax…” Fred steps closer quickly, noticing.But I can’t.I almost died!!!I was lying there…bleeding out and alone.A shaky breath leaves me, then another, then it spirals.My heart starts racing too fast, slamming painfully against my ribs.“I… I couldn’t move…” I mutter, my voice trembling now. “I remember… I couldn’t…my body just…”My hand lifts slightly, shaking uncontrollably before dropping back to the bed.“Lucas….”“What if you didn’t come?” I cut in suddenly, my voice rising despite how weak I am. “What if you didn’t find me?!”Fred freezes.“I would’ve just….what?!” My breathing turns erratic. “Bled out there like some….like some nobody on the st

THE CALL I NEVER EXPECTED

~MARCELLA~Yesterday was terrible for me, and before I could sleep, I had to force myself, hoping that tomorrow morning comes with peace and calm to the storm in my heart and head.But morning comes slowly and painfully.It doesn’t rush in with light or warmth or peace that I want…. It creeps in, dragging me out of sleep.My eyes flutter open, but they don’t stay open for long. Everything feels heavy… my head, my body, even my chest.I let out a soft groan, turning slightly on the bed as if I could escape the weight pressing down on me. But it follows… clinging to me like a shadow I can’t shake off. I stare blankly at the ceiling for a few seconds, trying to gather myself as I suddenly remember yesterday.God… yesterday.The image flashes in my head immediately…Lucas standing there in the rain, the look in his eyes… hurt, disbelief… and then me, getting into Albert’s car.I fucking left him in the rain, and went with Albert.The memory hits harder this time,

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