Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 281

281 Knowing Sofia

281 Knowing Sofia

Her voice cracked a little. “He was the first man I ever gave myself to. Completely. My first everything.”

I was quiet for a moment, letting her words sink in.

She gave a small nod. “Yes. When you were taken by Calvin, I was released to him. Actually, the reason I showed up was because I wanted to meet with Rebecca and find out why she married Damien. But instead, I got the shocking news of my life–that she was dead.”

I nodded slowly, then glanced down at the table.

Her smile widened. “But the very next day, I walked into my friend’s house–and there he was, sitting in the living room waiting for me.”

She placed a hand over her heart. “I had to learn to live without him.”

I blinked, confused. “But you said you saw him two days ago?”

“Yes, he’s two years and six months old,” she said with a bright smile.

“I’m not sure what Damien knows,” she said softly.

I leaned closer, curious. “What did he do?”

“You still love him,” I said gently.

“So… who are you with now? Your son’s father?” I asked softly.

She shook her head, smiling at the memory. “That was the moment Damien stood up. I swear, the possessiveness that flashed in his eyes… it was like something inside him snapped.”

My eyes widened. “So that means…”

“I never told him,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “About my: about the man. About… any of it.”

“Oh, I did,” she laughed, nodding. “I was bold. Stupid, really. He didn’t say a word—just stared at me like I was insane. So I turned to the man beside him and repeated the

281 Knowing Solia

exact same thing”

Sofia hesitated. “No.”

“He pulled me away, Sofia said, her eyes flickering with fondness. “Didn’t say a word to the others. Just took me out of the club. I thought he was angry, or maybe he just wanted to teach me a lesson–but instead… he took me to his house. Gave me water. Put me to bed. Stayed on the couch the whole night. He didn’t touch me, Olivia. Not

once.”

I stared at her, my heart tugging at the sincerity in her voice. “Then why did you

leave?”

She let out a small laugh and covered her face in embarrassment. “Drunk me had no filter. I walked straight up to him, looked him dead in the eyes, and asked if he could take me home and fuck me.”

I studied her face–how the light left her eyes when his name came up. Her shoulders slumped slightly, as though the weight of his memory still sat heavily on her.

I frowned, puzzled. She inhaled deeply before continuing.

I returned her smile, but my mind was racing. Did Damien know about this? Did he know Sofia had moved on–with another man–and had a child? I didn’t think he did. So, out of curiosity, I asked, “Have you seen Alpha Damien recently?”

My eyes widened. “You didn’t.”

Her fingers toyed with the edge of her napkin. Sofia looked at me, her eyes filled with pain. “I mean… the day I found out we were related–and not just that, but that our families were enemies.”

odded.

Sofia nodded. “He’s my son’s father.“8

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