All Chapters of Triplet Temptation: My stepbrothers are triplets : Chapter 301 - Chapter 310

~LUCAS~She's speaking now, but I don’t hear half of what she’s saying.The meeting continues….voices speaking, papers shifting, someone presenting numbers, but all of it fades into a distant blur because my eyes are locked on her.Or… the person who looks exactly like her.My chest tightens slowly, painfully, like something is pressing inward.Marcella.The name echoes in my head like a ghost I can’t bury.But the longer I sit here… the longer I watch her, the more something feels wrong.Terribly wrong.My jaw tightens as I lean back slightly in my chair, forcing myself to breathe, to think, to see.Because this?This woman in front of me?She is not the girl I knew.The Marcella I remember wasn't like this.She wasn’t cold, she wasn't sharp.She didn’t sit in rooms like this, commanding silence with just a look.And Marcella…..my Marcella…..would have reacted. Even if it was anger. Even if it was denial. She would have felt something.My Marcella laughed to

~FIORELLA~The drive home is silent and tense.My grip tightens slightly on the steering wheel as his face flashes in my mind again.That look, that confidence, that defiance.A slow, dangerous heat builds in my chest.By the time I reach my house, I don’t waste a second.I walk inside immediately to see Juliette waiting for me all dressed up. As usual, she's kneeling with her head bowed.“Welcome back, Mistress,” she says sweetly.I'm still pissed, and I don't even look at her.“Go to the playroom and wait for me,” I say.“Yes, Mistress,” she replies.I walk away to my room to take a shower and clear off my head.I need to clear off the thoughts of that annoying jerk.I step into my room and don’t pause….not even to think or breathe.If I do, even for a second, his face will slip back in again… those eyes, that quiet arrogance, that infuriating certainty.No….I won’t allow it.I strip out of my clothes with sharp, efficient movements, letting them fall careless

~FIORELLA~“Make me cum,” I tell Juliette, and she nods without taking her mouth off my ass.Without missing a beat, she shifts her right hand between my legs, sinking her fingers into my damp lambia.As her fingertips finds my clit, she pushes harder into my hole, provoking a howl from me.Her hungry tongue is now shifting quickly across my soaking asshole, frantic fingers moving in quick, lazy circle on my enormous clit.Every touch seems like electricity to me. I rock and writhe on the bed.Then I push back, beginning a rhythm that starts slowly but soon gathers pace.My body has a mind of its own, driven by its own instinctive need for pleasure, and fueled by desire.Juliette tries to keep up, match the moment of her tongue and her fingers with my pulsing movements.But soon, it's all she can do to maintain that glorious friction on my sex, and ass.“Oh, you bitch! You bitch!” I growl.Then without warning, my body push back one final time, my breath become

~LUCAS~“I'll surpass her,” I told Charlotte. “In a month.”She stared at me for a second, then smiled….not mockingly, but impressed.“Ambitious,” she said. “I like that.”Then she added, a bit more softly, “Just… tread carefully with her, okay?”I didn’t respond.Because I already knew I wouldn’t.“And honestly?” she continued, brightening again, “I’m just glad she finally has competition.”I let out a small breath, shaking my head.She laughed lightly, then added, “I actually wish you were in family law.”I raised a brow. “Oh?”“Yeah,” she said with a grin. “A genius like you? I’d happily steal you.”That made me smile slightly.“I wouldn’t mind learning,” I told her.Her eyes lit up. “Really?”“Yeah.”“I’ll train you myself,” she said immediately, then paused, then laughed at herself.“God, I talk too much.”I chuckled lightly.“Sorry,” she added playfully, stepping back. “I’ll let you settle in. Welcome again, Lucas.”And just like that… she was gone.Charl

~FIORELLA~I don't waste another second before I'm out of the room.I move too fast to my office…. grabbing documents, scanning pages, piecing together everything I need as I head out.For the first time in a long time…I’m not fully prepared.And I hate it.I hate the uncertainty. I hate the pressure.I hate the fact that Lucas is right behind me…. observing, watching, and waiting.“What?” I say angrily as I spin around to see him standing at the door like he's afraid to step into my office.I didn't close the door when I walked in because I was in a haste.But now, I regret not closing the door as I watch Lucas stare at me.“Why did you follow me? What are you doing here? Where are you standing out there instead of being in the conference room?” I ask all at once my voice filled with anger and great detest.“I offered to go with you,” he says calmly with a soft tone, a total opposite to mine. “And the director permitted me to go.”“I don't need you there wit