Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 380: Just Teasing

Damien’s POV

| was only teasing her. That's the truth of it. | knew exactly how Sofia would react—snapping at me, glaring at me

with that anger in her eyes, ready to spit instead of bend. And damn, | wanted it. | wanted to see that spark. To

feel it. Once upon a time, | used to find it amusing—the way she’d hum in annoyance, the way her temper would

flare over the smallest things. I'd poke at her on purpose, just to watch her unravel. Back then, it wasn’t just

funny. It was addictive. Even now, years later, nothing's changed. She's still the only one who can lookin the

eye without fear. Still the only one who can raise her voice toand make my wolf fall silent instead of raging.

Still the only one who can makewant to push, just to hear her snap back. And when she does—when that

sharp tongue lashes out at me—it feels like home.

| leaned against the desk, watching her glare atfor what | had just said.

"Excuse me?" she demanded, her frown deepening. | put on my act and held her gaze with a serious look.

"You heard me, Sofia. Get on your knees and suck me, and the money's yours. It’s not like you haven't done it

before. You used to love it." | pushed further, deliberately teasing her.

Her frown deepened, her glare sharpened, and | could tell she was one step away from slappingacross the

face. | wouldn't have minded it. In fact, part ofwanted it—wanted that outburst, wanted her rage as much as

| wanted her submission. Sofia. My Sofia. The only woman alive who could twistin knots without even trying.

Her lips parted, ready to lash out, ready to spit venom atthe way she always did when | pushed too far. And

gods, | craved it. That spark. That fury. That reminder that she wasn’t afraid of me, even when she should be.

But beneath her defiance, | caught the flicker I'd been searching for—the hesitation. The memory. The way her

chest rose and fell too quickly, her throat working as she swallowed hard. She remembered. And that was

enough to make my blood heat, to make my wolf stir with a growl that wanted more than just words from her. |

tilted my head slightly, my tone dropping into a whisper meant only for her.

"Go ahead, Sofia. Tellno. Tellyou don’t remember how good you were at it. Tellyou don’t still think

about the way | used to taste on your tongue."

Her cheeks flushed, but her glare never faltered. She hatedin this moment, | could see it. Hatedfor

dragging the past into the present. Hatedfor holding her here, cornered, with nowhere to run. And yet—her

body betrayed her. | caught it in the twitch of her fingers, the way her knees shifted, the way her wolf stirred

uneasily inside her, torn between resistingand remembering exactly how much she used to crave me.

| straightened slowly, pushing away from the desk, closing the distance between us with measured steps. Each

one deliberate. Predatory. My eyes locked on hers, daring her to move. Daring her to strike me. Daring her to

give in. When | stopped in front of her, so close | could feel the heat radiating from her skin, | bent down just

enough for my breath to brush her ear.

"You can hateall you want," | whispered, my voice low and seductive, "but we both know your mouth was

made for me."

Her body stiffened against me, every muscle tight as a bowstring. For a heartbeat, | thought she might finally

slap me, scream at me, storm out the door. Instead, her lips parted and she spat.

"Fuck you, Damien."

The sound of it rolled throughlike fire, sharp and delicious. | smiled, savoring the fury in her voice. That was

my Sofia. She jerked back, trying to move past me, but | shifted, blocking her path with one lazy step. My hand

braced against the doorframe, caging her in without even touching her. Her chin lifted in defiance. Her eyes

burned into mine. And | gave her the bait.

"Two hundred thousand dollars," | said smoothly, my voice calm, confident, certain. "Every month."

Her eyes widened before she could stop herself. Just for a second. Just long enough forto know | had struck

the right chord. I leaned in, lowering my voice to a husky whisper.

"You can keep spitting venom atall night, Sofia. You can curse me, hate me. But we both know you need

what I'm offering. And you know exactly what | want in return."

Her throat bobbed as she swallowed hard, torn between pride and temptation. | felt her wolf stir, restless,

betraying the truth she refused to admit out loud. Her lips trembled before she bit them, her eyes narrowing on

me. For a long moment, she didn’t speak. Just stood there, her chest rising and falling too quickly, like she was

choking on her own pride. Then her voice cout shaky.

"Only that," she muttered, her glare fixed on me. "Just... sucking you off. Nothing else. No sex."

The words twisted something inside

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"Just this once."

A low chuckle rumbled in my chest. | stepped closer, close enough that she flinched but didn’t back away. My

voice dropped, smooth and dark as velvet.

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Her eyes flicked away, her body going

rigid, as if looking atwould

shatter the fragile wall of defiance

she still had left. | es Silent 1

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offer hang heavy in the air, daring her

to reject me. Seconds dragged by.

Her fists clenched. Her jaw tightened.

| almost expected her to spit in my

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"Fine."