Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All

Gigi:

"Do you want to see something?" I asked, watching her eyebrows knit together as she scooted closer.

"Look at this."

I held the screen out to her.

I watched her eyes widen when she saw Jenna with her legs spread wide.

"What the fuck?" she muttered.

"This is Jenna," I said.

She started going through the videos one by one.

"What the fuck? Ew. That is so disgusting. Wait—she’s living with the Alpha King family, and this is what she does in her free time?" Rochelle exclaimed as she started taking screenshots.

"What are you doing?" I asked with a laugh.

Some of the poses were so vulgar, with her breasts exposed and her legs spread wide.

"I’m just going to send these to myself. Don’t worry, they’re not going anywhere. Please, can I send them to myself?" she pleaded, pouting at me.

"No, not yet," I replied, snatching the phone out of her hand.

"So—she’s a whore?" she asked in confusion.

"Um—I don’t know what she is. All I know is that she goes out on rendezvous, sleeps with men at night for money, or– I don’t know. I don’t really pay attention to other people’s lives. You know me."

I sighed and looked at the screen again, laughing at the way she was sprawled out like a starfish.

"This looks disgusting. Do the Alpha Kings know about it?" Rochelle wondered, pointing at the screen.

"Not yet. And I’m not going to be the one to tell them. I don’t want to ruin someone’s reputation or image," I answered.

She pouted and slapped a hand against her forehead.

"Then where did you get the videos?" she pressed.

That question made me straighten up immediately.

"Well, they came from a guy she slept with. She had him record the videos, and then he sent them to me. I don’t know. Maybe she promised him another night, or maybe she took money from him. I have no idea. He was just complaining to me. I told him I wasn’t going to do anything, so they could resolve things their own way."

I came up with the lie on the spot, trying to divert her attention away from my brother.

There was no way I was going to tell her it had been my brother.

"Oh, wow. That woman is nasty. Definitely not Jaguar’s type."

Rochelle finally seemed satisfied.

She clapped her hands together, then closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Little did she know, she wasn’t his type either.

"Anyway, I really need that video," she pleaded again, this time asking for the entire recording.

"Why? Why are you insisting so much?" I asked, watching her sigh.

It was as if there were a deeper reason behind her insistence.

"Come on. I’m your friend. You can tell me," I urged.

I mean, if there was something she was hiding and she told me about it, I could use it to silence her in the future.

I had always loved collecting people’s secrets. Somehow, people always trusted me with them.

"It’s just that—you know my ex," she muttered, grunting under her breath.

"Yes, I do," I mumbled, remembering Rocky.

Oh my God, her ex was so fucking annoying. He was always hitting on me.

I mean, of course I understood.

After meeting me, he must have thought, I wish I were with her instead of Rochelle.

"Well, he’s been asking me to meet him again because his reputation was ruined after the way he treated his girlfriends. So now nobody’s giving him any pussy," she mumbled, looking at me.

Both of us burst into laughter.

"So you’re going to send him these videos? I don’t think they’ll be enough," I remarked, watching her pout.

"Then do something. Help me out. He’s saying he’ll tell my father I stole money from him last time. You know that new business he started that went bankrupt? Well, that was because I messed things up," she admitted, wringing her hands together as she looked at me hopefully.

"Hmm, so what do you want?" I asked.

She pointed at the videos.

"These videos aren’t going to be enough."

I was about to snap at her before she continued.

"Well, these videos aren’t. But the one in the videos might be."

As soon as she said that, an idea immediately came to mind.

"Huh," I muttered, stroking my chin.

"We can do something," I said, watching Rochelle’s face light up with excitement.

It looked like she had the same idea I did.

"We can make Jenna think she’s having sex with someone else when it’s actually Rocky."

As I started explaining my plan, trying to build it step by step, Rochelle immediately shook her finger.

"Nope," she replied firmly. "We’ll go to wherever she’s making those videos and catch her there. Well, Rocky will. It’s as simple as that. He wants something real. I want her to be caught completely off guard."

Rochelle then began explaining her plan in detail.

"Wait—what?" I asked, scratching the back of my neck and pretending to be innocent.

To be honest, I was kind of scared of Rochelle.

I had never imagined she could be this ruthless.

Basically, her plan was that wherever Jenna was having sex, because she apparently did it every night, Rocky would ’accidentally’ stumble across them.

She didn’t know how I knew Jenna would be out, but I did.

According to Rochelle, he would recognize Jenna and loudly point out that she was the woman living at the Alpha Kings’ mansion.

Then he’d threaten to expose what she had been doing.

Out of fear, Jenna would have no choice but to give in.

I simply listened in shock.

"Well, it’s all up to you. I’ll tell you where to go, but I don’t want any part in it," I said, raising both hands.

"You just have to tell me if she’ll be going out tonight," Rochelle insisted and I nodded.

"Don’t worry. She will. I’ll tell you the time, and you can handle the rest. I don’t want to be part of whatever happens afterward," I stated firmly.

I had to make sure she understood that I wasn’t the one planning whatever happened to Jenna.

Still, I couldn’t deny I was pleased.

I had a feeling the river was really going to enjoy her tonight.

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