บททั้งหมดของ MATED TO THREE, DESPISED BY ALL. : บทที่ 171 - บทที่ 180

Louis.I sat back in the quiet grandeur of my study, the heavy wooden desk serving as a stark barrier between me and the men seated directly in front of me: the triplets and Leonard.The silence in the room was suffocating, thick with unspoken hostility. Amongst the triplets, Cypril kept staring at me with dagger eyes, his gaze sharp enough to draw blood. I could feel the heat of his glare burning into me, but I simply couldn't seem to care. His anger was a useless, empty display that no longer had any power over me.Leonard cleared his throat, the sound sharp and jarring as he attempted to break the tense atmosphere settling over the study.“We have an urgent project at hand…” he paused deliberately, his eyes flickering nervously as he glanced at each and every one of us gathered around the table. “...and it might require submitting the seal token of each pack,” he added, his voice dropping slightly as the weight of the statement hit the room.I raised my brows up in confusion, my co

Melissa.The triplets were beginning to crawl under my skin, their suffocating arrogance acting as a constant pestilence, and they were utterly disgusting.The audacity for them to think I would actually allow them to whip me back simply because of Amelia was beyond absurd. Did they truly believe I was still that same helpless creature, ready to bare my back to their cruelty and bleed for their favored little victim? They must be dreaming. If they thought for a single second that I would stand idly by and accept another ounce of their twisted justice, they were grossly mistaken.I have had enough of them, and this pathetic charade has to end very soon.“What exactly did you just say, Melissa?” Cain asked, his deep voice faltering as he stared at me in absolute shock and surprise. The fierce, unyielding aura radiating off me was entirely alien to him, shattering his perception of who I was supposed to be.“You heard me clearly,” I said firmly, projecting my voice with an unwavering

Melissa.I actually didn't know how to politely ask him the reason for his sudden question without coming off as cold or standoffish.And at the same time, I really wasn't in the mood to entertain anyone at the moment. My mind was far too exhausted, my palm was still aching from the slaps I had delivered, and all I wanted was to step into the quiet sanctuary of my room to tend to my hand in peace.“I actually just want us to…” Leonard started, his voice trailing off as he awkwardly scratched the back of his head, visibly struggling to find the right words to finish his sentence.But he didn't get to finish his words.Before another word could escape his lips, a deep, magnetic voice echoed from directly behind me, cutting through the corridor as though he had always been standing there in the shadows, listening to every single word of our conversation.“She isn't free!” he said calmly, the absolute authority in his tone leaving zero room for debate. “We have important things to do toge

Melissa.“Louis, I suddenly feel my head splitting and banging!” I said to Louis, my voice dropping into a soft, dramatic whine as I pouted my lips like a child, while totally ignoring Cain's earlier command as though he hadn't spoken at all.“Oh dear!” Louis exclaimed, his reaction immediate and filled with exaggerated concern as he spun me around to face him completely, stepping into my space to shield me from the quiet wrath brewing nearby.He lifted his broad hands, his long fingers gently sinking into my hair, and began to massage my head slowly, applying just enough pressure to make the theatrical performance feel completely authentic.“I am so sure that this is due to a certain presence!” Louis started, his eyes flicking subtly toward the shadow standing just a few feet away, and then paused for dramatic effect. “And a voice that sounds more like noise,” he added, his tone dripping with quiet, effortless disdain. “Come, let me take you to a better surrounding,” he said intentio

CAIN.“We need to fall back,” I gritted out, forcing my hands into my pockets to hide the fact that my fingers were shaking violently. “We are not making a scene here, not in front of this traitor of a family.” I added staring at Davain.Davian chuckled, the sound low and almost dismissive, as though everything that had just been said meant absolutely nothing to him. Without even sparing us a glance or offering a single word in response, he simply turned and walked away from us.His complete disregard only made the silence that followed feel heavier.Cypril and Caleb, however, ignored his reaction entirely. Neither of them called after him or tried to stop him. Instead, they stepped closer to me, their attention returning fully to the matter that was clearly weighing heavily on all of us.“And Melissa?” Caleb asked softly.The anger that had previously filled his voice was momentarily replaced by something far more raw and uncertain. His fingers lifted once again to touch his reddened