Maria.
When did they all decide to carry out such a vicious act?
The thought slamd into my head instantly, sharp and accusing.
It is not like I heard them whisper.
I frowned deeply, my breathing uneven as confusion mixed with irritation inside . None of them had spoken a single word aloud, yet sohow they had all acted in perfect sync, like they had planned everything beforehand.
I was still trying to figure it out when it suddenly clicked.
The mind link.
My eyes widened slightly in realization.
Of course.
The quadruplets are assholes for plotting to gang up on a young woman like .
The realization only irritated further.
Damien’s hands moved slowly from my neck down toward my back, his touch deliberate enough to make my entire body tense imdiately. His fingers traced lightly along my skin, causing an involuntary ache to spread through and forcing to lean forward slightly before I could stop myself.
"Just say the word, Maria," Damien murmured softly behind . "We are more than willing to help you relieve stress."
His voice was low and smooth, almost dangerous in the way it wrapped around my senses.
And then I felt it, the slow pull of my zipper being drawn downward carefully, almost teasingly, as his cold fingers brushed lightly against my back.
A sharp shiver ran through instantly.
"Stop!" I yelled imdiately.
Every movent ceased at once.
Adrien’s hand, which had already moved halfway toward my thigh, froze completely. Aidan’s hand paused as well, stopping just before gripping my b***bs.
The sudden stillness in the room felt heavy.
"Get away from , all of you," I added quickly, taking in a shaky breath as I tried to steady myself.
My heart was pounding far too fast now.
I thought briefly about standing up and putting distance between us, but the mont I tried to move, I realized my legs were already trembling badly.
Standing now would only expose how affected I actually was.
"Maria, we really want to help you," Aidan said, frustration slipping into his voice as he suddenly stood up. "We are your mates, so it’s only right that it has to be us and no one else."
His words only made my irritation deepen.
"We already took an oath, Maria," Damien said quietly from behind . "We wouldn’t stop your wedding... just allow us to fulfill our duty as your mate."
"No one else can serve you better than us," Adrien added boldly without hesitation.
The confidence in his voice made my jaw tighten instantly.
It was not just what he said—it was the way he said it, like it was the most obvious truth in the world.
Honestly, I couldn’t even decide what was worse at this point.
Whether they had completely lost their minds...Or whether they were simply being unbelievably foolish.
Because what exactly gave them the right to call this "service"?
To act like they had any authority over in that way?
The thought alone made sothing in my chest tighten with irritation, sharp and imdiate.
Anything I needed...my husband could give it to — I an everything, be it care, protection, affection and stability.
Whatever they were trying to present in front of —it ant nothing. It was not even close to giving any aning. It was just absolutely nothing.
And the simple fact that they were not my husband—and would never be my husband—should have been more than enough reason for them to stop this nonsense entirely.
Because, there would be no need for their so called service, not now and definitely not in the future.
"Get out," I said at last, pointing firmly toward the door as I forced my voice to remain steady.
Even though my emotions were anything but.
But they didn’t move.
Not a single one of them.
They just stood there, watching like my words had no aning at all.
And then, without warning, all three of them stepped forward at the sa ti.
My brows furrowed instantly, confusion flashing through before I could even form a proper reaction.
Because in the next second, each of them began undoing the buttons of their shirts, slowly at first, then with careless ease, before tossing the fabric aside like it ant nothing.
My breath caught in my throat, as my eyes took in their bare skin and bare chests with imdiate effect.
I swallowed hard.
But then, I imdiately turned my face away, my heart thudding harder than I wanted to admit.
"I...p...put your clothes on!" I snapped again, but this ti my voice ca out lower, tighter, strained.
And it was not because I was scared but because this situation was becoming increasingly absurd.
And dangerously inappropriate.
The last thing I needed was for soone to walk in and completely misunderstand what they were seeing.
"Allow us to prove our worth!" they said again, perfectly synchronized, as if they had rehearsed it.
That only made my irritation spike further.
"This body is yours, Maria," Adrien said, stepping forward slightly. His tone was infuriatingly calm, sowhere between teasing and completely serious. "Everything I have belongs to you."
I stared at him for a long mont in pure disgust.
His words didn’t move , and it didn’t soften anything. If anything, they made my frustration deepen.
How could he speak like that so confidently, as though it was sothing acceptable?
And then, before I could fully regain control of the situation...their hands moved toward their belts.
That was the mont everything inside snapped.
"STOP!" I shouted, the force of it bursting out before I could restrain it.
Where they about to force themselves on ?
Silence crashed over the room imdiately, and everything froze.
Even my breathing felt suspended.
And then, admist the silence, a weak sound echoed in our ears.
It was a cough—weak, rough and unexpected.
Every head turned at once toward the bed.
Davian.
He had been unconscious all this while but now...he had just coughed.
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