Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 247

Chapter 247: Taken

Levi’s POV

I waited for her to pull away. To say no. To call me crazy or remind me she belonged to my uncle.

But she didn’t.

She just stared at me... and for a second, I couldn’t even breathe.

She didn’t say anything.

Her lips were slightly parted, and her eyes looked unsure—but not angry. Not afraid.

I leaned in again, slower this time.

And when I kissed her... it was like something inside me snapped.

It wasn’t soft or gentle.

It was full of need. Hunger.

She gasped a little, and I felt her grip my shirt.

Her lips moved with mine, and a low sound left my throat—a moan I didn’t even mean to let out.

I pulled her onto my lap without thinking.

My hands went to her waist, then her hips, holding her close.

She pressed against me, and we kissed again—deeper, harder, like we couldn’t get enough of each other.

Her fingers ran through my hair, and mine moved to her lower back, then down.

I grabbed her ass, and she let out a soft moan into my mouth.

It felt like the world disappeared.

Just her.

Just this.

We kissed desperately. Our tongues tangled... fuck, it was so intense my stomach flipped—there it was, that rush of butterflies.

When we finally pulled apart, we were both panting.

Breathing hard.

Our foreheads almost touched.

She was still on my lap.

Her hands on my chest.

My arms around her.

We didn’t say a word.

We just looked at each other, like we didn’t know what we had just done—or what would come next.

I stared at her, my heart pounding like a drum in my chest.

Why?

Why was I so drawn to her?

Why did she make me feel like this—like I couldn’t think straight when she was near?

My hands were still on her waist.

Her breath still mixed with mine.

Everything about her felt so familiar... too familiar.

Then suddenly—I blinked.

And just for a second, Olivia’s face flashed over hers.

It was so fast, but so clear.

Those eyes. That softness.

I froze.

A cold shiver ran down my spine.

I gently moved her off my lap, careful not to be rough.

Her eyes looked confused, but I couldn’t explain.

I stood up and took a step back, avoiding her gaze.

"I... I need to go," I said quietly.

She didn’t say anything.

I looked at her one more time, and guilt slammed into me.

We had just buried Olivia.

And here I was... kissing someone else.

I swallowed hard and turned away, walking out of the garden without looking back.

Back in my room, I slumped into the couch, running both hands through my hair.

But no matter how I tried to shake it off... I couldn’t stop thinking about the kiss.

Her lips. Her scent. Her breath mixing with mine.

That moment had felt like I had forgotten everything—every pain, every loss.

Even Olivia.

And that... scared me.

Because it felt right.

Too right.

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