Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All

Chapter 182: 182-Somebody’s Watching Me

Verity:

The asshole had finally left the house.

It had been five minutes.

I sat on the couch, thinking about his words.

I couldn’t keep doing that.

I guessed it was time to do something about him.

But how?

He knew too much.

I grimaced, confused about one thing.

He had met me only a little while ago after we matched on a dating app.

How the heck had he figured out so much about me?

Anyone who knew me now couldn’t trace my past.

They would only know what everyone else knew.

So how the heck was he so well informed?

I sighed, thinking about getting up and changing, when I heard a knock at the door.

The door was open, though. I hadn’t locked it after Roman walked out.

I got to my feet, but then decided to simply call, "Come in."

That was only because the person was already standing in the open doorway.

Jaguar.

It didn’t make sense.

I had been expecting Ragnar.

Then my eyes drifted to the file in his hands.

I frowned, even more confused.

I wasn’t sure there had been enough time for Ragnar to go back home and give the file to Jaguar.

So Jaguar had to have been somewhere nearby.

That made sense.

He had been visiting Mrs. Baker.

He thought he was being slick.

Mrs. Baker thought she was the only one spying.

Little did they know, I’d been spying on them even more than they had been spying on me.

"May I?" Jaguar asked.

I gave him a gentle smile, tucking my hair behind my ear with the same hand that was wrapped in a bandage.

Jaguar’s eyes immediately narrowed at it.

Of course, if he’d been around, he would have seen that I’d come home without any bandages.

"Uh, this file," I said, acting as though I hadn’t left it behind.

"Oh yeah, my brother said you left it in the car, so I decided to return it," Jaguar replied.

His skin looked so smooth, and his green eyes shone against the dark brown he was wearing.

He approached me and held out the file.

I pretended not to notice and accidentally lifted my burned hand before quickly pulling it behind my back.

Then I reached for the file with my uninjured hand, but he didn’t let go.

I looked up at him in confusion and watched the way his body tensed.

"What happened to your hand?" he murmured.

"Nothing," I replied, pretending to grow anxious.

"Verity, did he hurt you?" Jaguar asked, pulling the file toward himself and making me take a few brisk steps after it.

"I don’t know who you’re talking about," I replied dramatically, looking away like I was a timid woman who didn’t know how to ask for help.

"Verity," Jaguar murmured, gently cupping my face in his hand.

I deliberately closed my eyes, feeling his touch.

His thumb brushed the side of my neck, just beneath my chin.

With a simple touch like that, my heartbeat started to quicken.

I didn’t know what it was.

Usually, I only felt something when we were close after a very intense intimate moment.

But this time, it was different because he wasn’t even trying to be sexual.

It was simply his concern, yet I felt strange.

My body was heating up.

"Look at me," Jaguar urged as he stepped closer, lowering his head to meet my gaze.

Then he pressed his forehead against mine as I looked at him.

Now we were so close that our breaths mingled.

I immediately pulled away, causing him to stare at me in shock.

"You might think I’m crazy, but I don’t know—" I replied, speaking as though I had suddenly been overcome with anxiety.

"What is going on?" he asked, trying to reach for me, but I lifted my palm to stop him from coming any closer.

Thankfully, he stopped, just as he always did, unlike Roman.

"Can you please shut the door?" I requested.

Jaguar looked at me, then turned towards the door. He quickly crossed the room and shut it.

As he turned back around, I caught him off guard by lunging towards him, taking desperate steps before throwing myself into his arms.

I wrapped my arms tightly around his back and buried my face in his chest.

His open jacket made it easier to press myself against him.

He was so stunned that he didn’t react immediately.

Then he finally realised what was happening and wrapped his arms around me with even more passion and intensity.

"I just—-feel like—someone is always watching me."

The moment I said that, I made my body shudder to play the part of a terrified woman.

I heard Jaguar let out a very audible gulp.

"What?" he asked, slowly pulling me away while keeping his hands on my arms and holding me close.

"I swear," I insisted. "It just feels like somebody is always watching me. Recording me. I don’t know." I gulped

"Could it be Gigi’s stalker?" I asked, looking up at him innocently.

I watched the realization hit him.

When he had ordered people to spy on me, he had also put my security and privacy on display.

Regret crossed his face as he looked away.

"I think I should just go back to the mainland," I murmured, lowering my gaze to the hands clutching his jacket.

"No," he snapped immediately, making me lift my eyes to his and jolt slightly.

"I mean– no. You’re not going to give up because of some crazy— man stalking you."

Jaguar paused between his words because he knew the discomfort I was feeling wasn’t because of Gigi’s stalker alone.

It was because he had placed spies around me.

He remained silent, just watching me, his eyes shifting as though he were trying to figure out where he had gone wrong and how to fix his mistake.

"You know," I murmured softly, "I think I should move— in with my boyfriend."

I added that to give him another hint that I was so desperate for protection that I was about to throw myself straight into the arms of an abusive man.

Jaguar’s hold on me tightened.

I could already feel the urgency in him to snap me out of it without saying a word.

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