Fated To Three, Betrayed By All… Until She Rose. Chapter 171: Never before

Leilani.

By the ti the first light from the sun seeped into the room from the slice of space between the curtains, I was already up.

Or can I say that I never fell asleep?

Well, maybe I can because truth be told, I couldn’t sleep. Not after knowing that Darius had been here. Not when it was obvious that he probably knows everything about while I knew nothing about him.

Maya woke up monts later, and after checking on and engaging in so conversations that I wasn’t fully interested in, she rose to her feet and begrudgingly said;

"I’ll need to leave now, Lani! I have a few errands to run and I need to get you so food!"

I waved my hand dismissively when I heard her say that, a small smile playing across my lips as I muttered; "Oh, don’t worry about ! The hospital staff serves us breakfast every morning."

"And I’ve seen the so-called breakfast! It looks like ass! Chalice’s ass!" She snorted, causing to burst into laughter before I could help it.

She pulled into a hug and kissed on the head before walking away, her heeled feet click-clacking against the floor as she went.

And I waited until she was finally gone before I heaved a sigh.

Deep down, I was certain that Jarek would berate for what I was about to do, but I couldn’t help it— I was so bored— so I took out my iPad from the bag that Maya had co with yesterday and began to work.

I busied myself with adding the finishing touches to TINN’s model and when I was done with that, I started with the new design for the smart traffic system I have been pushing off for as long as I could rember.

The sound of my door creaking open was what finally snapped out of my trance; but besides watching Agnes slip into my room like a criminal, another thing that surprised was the fact that there was already a tray of food on my bedside table and I couldn’t even seem to rember hearing anyone co into my room earlier while I worked.

She bead a smile at when her eyes t mine, and raising a small box over her head, she squealed; "I got you mango cakes!"

Seeing her right now and realizing that she still rembered the kind of cake I liked made feel so type of way. I couldn’t say if I was sad or happy. All I knew was that I was grateful.

I returned her smile just as she placed the box onto the table and said; "Hi."

But to my utmost surprise, she didn’t respond right away. She instead pulled into a tight hug and smiled, whilst burying her face into the crook of my neck as she said excitedly; "Hi, Leilani! How do you do?"

I froze for a mont, my entire body went rigid as I slowly and carefully pulled away from her. I nodded. "I’m fine. I didn’t know you’d co."

"Oh, I ca because of Ms Chalice. Your mama asked to get her so seafood because she asked for it... and I decided that since you’re here as well, it’d be nice to get you sothing too, seeing as you’re the one who’s really unwell and not her!"

Her response made cock my eyebrows at her in confusion and I asked; "What do you an?"

"She fainted, no?"

"Yes, she did." I replied slowly, unsure of where this was headed.

"She always faints!" She answered, waving her hand dismissively while I fought the urge to snort due to how funny that had sounded. "Any ti there’s a major thing happening, she faints! And I feel like that’s her escape or her way of diverting everyone’s attention from the fact that she’s a conniving ass biter!"

Now, I couldn’t help it, I chuckled.

A beat of silence passed between us before a thought suddenly settled in my mind, and I raised my eyes to et her gaze, my voice lowering slightly as I asked; "Why did you still work there even after I paid you enough to help you leave?"

She lowered her gaze at my question and began to fiddle with the hem of her dress. When she looked up at again, I noticed sothing weird and conflicting in her gaze. She whispered; "I can’t... not now."

"Why?"

"After... you know... what happened at the wedding, your old folks began to suspect all of us working in the house. They took us all in for questioning and threatened to punish us. I knew then that if I left imdiately, they would realize I was behind the leaked footage. So..."

"You stayed." I finished, and my heart felt heavy when she nodded slowly.

As if noticing my mood, and desperately trying to make feel better, she added;"Yes. Also my lil boy still works there and we plan to earn enough to rent a decent house, and do so other major stuff before packing our bags and leaving." Her tone sounded suggestive, and I rolled my eyes because I knew she was about to say sothing crazy.

I wasn’t wrong.

She snapped; "I want to have him to myself! I’m tired of us getting interrupted whenever he’s balls deep inside of ."

"Agnes!"

"Huh?" She snorted, then casting a wicked grin at , she continued; "Okay, I’ll keep my mouth shut. I wanted to tell you about the one ti he was called off just after saring Nutella all over my thighs—"

"No!"

"What about when I had to help him take out his butt plug?"

"Are you insane?"

My face was heating up, and I wasn’t the one who was supposed to be embarrassed.

Seeing as I wasn’t giving her audience, she sighed and turned away, wiping off imaginary tears from under her eyes as she drawled;

"Since you don’t want to hear that, can I tell you about how Ms Chalice called your mam so ti ago to ask for her permission to publish a video about you to the internet?"

My eyebrows shot up at these words and I frowned; "What video?"

And as soon as I asked that, she looked away from and moved away from the bed. Now, the look on her face was conflicted; It looked as though she didn’t want to talk about it but couldn’t keep sothing as important as that from .

My frown deepened when she exhaled and lowered her eyes, staring at the floor instead as she murmured;

"Have you forgotten about your sex tape?"

My sex what?

What the hell is she talking about?

"Huh?"

"It was quite popular around the pack about five years ago and everyone... practically everyone knew about it."

Now, that made my throat go dry and my heart plumt into the deepest darkest part of my stomach.

I pushed the iPad off my body as I turned to seriously stare at Agnes, and when I realized that she wasn’t joking, I said in a small voice;

"Agnes, that’s impossible. I’ve never had sex before."

She froze.

"Not even a gangbang?"

"Especially not a gangbang." I answered, and she turned away, pulling at her hair as she muttered sothing under her breath that sounded very much like;

"How’s that even possible?"

But I knew how.

I was certain that I knew how...