Gina, And Her Triplet Alphas

Chapter 63



Third person narrative

Jasmine hurried to finish up her makeup, as the brothers were already downstairs, waiting for her. She had woken up pretty late after sleeping in the afternoon and had to start preparing when they were already done.

“Jasmine, when are you going to get done?” Zane shouted from downstairs.

They had been waiting for about forty-five already.

“In about a minute,” she shouted back, but she knew that it was a lie.

She was only about halfway through her makeup, which was why she was doing it while pacing around the room, with a small mirror in her hand.

The brothers said that they wanted to take her to a restaurant for a treat, and she wanted to look her absolute best for the date, but things weren’t going according to plan.

After about five minutes, Jasmine heard them stomping their way up the stairs to her room. Jasmine winced, as she walked quickly to her door and locked it before they could reach her.

She had two reasons for doing that, one was because she didn’t want them to rush her, and the other was because she didn’t want them to see her yet.

The door handle jiggled, as they tried to open it, but she paid it no mind and continued what she was doing.

“Jasmine, open the door, will you? We just want to see how much is left of what you have to do,” Ethan said from the other side.

“No, you don’t need to see. I’ll come out when I’m done,” she replied.

“You know, we were supposed to go somewhere else before going to the restaurant, but at this rate, we’ll have to trash that idea and just go straight to the restaurant, whose reservation we will miss if you don’t hurry up,” Calix complained.

Jasmine rolled her eyes but didn’t say anything back.

“I swear, Jasmine, if we miss the reservation, we’re coming right back, no more dates, nothing,” Ethan threatened.

“Okay, okay. I’ll be out in a few minutes, go wait for me downstairs,” she said, and they made their way downstairs, their footsteps fading in the distance.

True to her word, Jasmine was finally done. She couldn’t put on her shoes by herself, so she decided to take them downstairs for one of the brothers to help her out with it.

She stood in front of the full-length mirror. She smiled in satisfaction as she looked at her reflection.

Jasmine had on a b***d-red tight maxi gown, with black heels, and a black purse. She had her hair styled up to show off her neck and shoulders. She was really happy with how she looked, so she finally left her room.

With her shoes and purse in her hand, she made her way down the stairs, slowly walking down, so she wouldn’t trip on her dress and fall because of its length.

The brothers were downstairs, talking amongst themselves, but when they heard her footsteps, they turned to her, with intentions to scold her, but then when they saw her, they were all shocked and forgot what they were about to say.

They had their mouths open, staring at her like it was the first time they were seeing her.

Seeing this, Jasmine’s lips twitched up in a smile, but it was too small for any of the brothers to notice. When she got down the flight of stairs, she held her shoes out in front of her. “I need help putting on my shoes,”

The three brothers rushed forward at the same time, but Calix was faster, and he got to his knees and buckled the shoes on her feet one after the other.

Jasmine stepped back and twirled.

“So, how do I look?” She asked the brothers who still hadn’t said a word, but were still staring at her.

“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of laying my eyes on,” Zane said, his eyes filled with so much admiration for Jasmine.

“Yes, you are,” Ethan and Calix echoed beside Zane, and Jasmine laughed.

“Thank you, I appreciate your compliment. You all look super handsome too,” she said and looked down at the watch on her wrist. “Let’s get going before we miss our reservation,”

They all moved out of the house, walking towards the car excitedly. They helped Jasmine into the back seat, before driving out to the main road.

It didn’t take too long for them to get to the restaurant. It was a very beautiful place. Jasmine looked up at it as she was helped out of the car, and she couldn’t help but admire it.

It wasn’t too big on the outside, but you could tell from the design and everything that it was expensive. They got to the front door and confirmed their reservation, and then they were taken to their seats.

Zane held out Jasmine’s seat for her, and she sat down looking up at them.

“Sorry, Jasmine, we’re going to go check out the wines before we order, would you be okay on your own?” They asked her.

“Yes,” she nodded smiling and they smiled back at her before making their way to the far edge of the building where the wines were kept.

Jasmine waited, looking around and admiring the building. It looked bigger on the inside than on the outside, and it was beautifully decorated.

Just then, someone walked up to Jasmine, a weird smile on his face. The man looked handsome, neat, and pretty wealthy, but that didn’t interest Jasmine as much as the reason he was standing in front of her.

“Sorry, how can I help you?” She asked him politely.

“Oh, I was over there at my table, and I happened to notice that you were alone. You look too pretty to be sitting here all by yourself, so would it be okay if I kept you company?” He said and didn’t even ask before making his way to sit beside her.

“I never asked you to sit,” Jasmine’s tone and facial expressions had changed, and she seemed annoyed.

The man stopped mid-sit and stood back up, clearing his throat.

“Well, I am here with my mates, so I’d advise you to leave before my mates get here,”

At the same time, Ethan turned back to check on Jasmine and saw the strange guy standing beside her. He tapped his brothers, and they all dropped what they were doing and quickly made their way back to their table.

“Excuse me, who are you and why are you standing beside our mate?” Ethan asked, his face holding not a single bit of amusement.

“Oh, I didn’t know she was here with people, but you can’t claim she’s your mate when she isn’t marked, that’s just ridiculous,” the guy replied, laughing it off like it was nothing.

“What exactly do you mean by that? It seems you want to have your face beat in,” Zane threatened.

“Do you have any idea who I am? You can’t do anything to me,” the man said walking closer to them, smirking at their faces.

That made Ethan even more angry, and he drew his fist back and was about to punch his face when Jasmine stood up immediately and held onto his arm.

She had seen what was going to happen and didn’t want them to cause even more of a scene than they already had, so she decided to stop them.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

“Please just let it go, people are already looking at us,” she whispered to the brothers.

They looked around and saw that it was true, that was when they calmed down. Jasmine turned to the man who was still standing there.

“These men are my mates, no matter what you say, so it would do every one of us good if you just walked away,” Jasmine said, and the guy smirked and shrugged.

“Okay, I will. But as I said before, you can’t claim someone as your mate until you marked her,” he said to the brothers and adjusted his suit before walking away, not knowing the kind of impact his words had left.

Jasmine and her mates decided to settle down back to their seats after the guy had left. Everyone around them had gone back to what they were doing before the issue started.

Contrary to the way they had all thought their date would go, it ended up being a silent date. The air was tense, and they were all acting awkward, the same thing running through their minds.

After the dinner, they returned home, the same silent, tense air between them.

Jasmine went up to her room without saying anything and took off all her clothes. She opened her door stuck only her head out and called for the brothers.

They all came to her door and asked what the problem was.

“Umm… my period just started, and I didn’t bring any sanitary pads with me. Could you do me a favor and help me get some?” She asked, and they agreed.

“Yes, we will. We’ll all go out to give you some privacy,” Zane said and they all turned their back and left, not knowing what Jasmine had in mind.

When she heard the front door shut, she shoved her head back into her room and shut her door. She quickly took off her clothes and took a shower. She wore a lingerie she had brought with her on the trip and re-made her hair.

Jasmine sat on her bed, waiting for the brothers to come back. She stared out the window, thinking about what the guy at the restaurant had said.

She had been dating the brothers for quite a while, and she thought it was about time they marked her. They had waited for too long, and also to avoid similar situations to the one that had happened.

After about a few minutes, the front door opened and closed, and the brothers made their way up the stairs, walking to her room.

“Jasmine, we’re back. We bought what you asked for,” Calix knocked on her door.

Jasmine stood up from her bed and put on her heels. She stood in the middle of her room, determined and set on what she was about to do.

“Come in,” she said, and the door opened, all three brothers walking in at the same time.

They stopped in their tracks when they saw her standing in the middle of her room, clad in thin lingerie, and heels.

She looked sexy as hell. Their eyes roamed her body, with their mouths open, almost drooling.

Jasmine smiled, expecting their reaction. She slowly walked towards them and stood right in front of them, snapping her fingers, and snapping them back to reality.

“Wait, that means you tricked us,” Ethan said, and Jasmine laughed at them.

“Why did you do that?” Zane asked, confused. “If you wanted it, you could have just asked. I’m ready to give it to you anytime,”

Jasmine rolled her eyes before she spoke. “Because I needed time to prepare, and today, we’re not just going to be having any ordinary s*x,”

“Today, you boys are going to mark me,” Jasmine announced.


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