All Chapters of Revenge on the Billionaire Triplets: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

JULIET POV There's a persistent knock on the door and the faint, familiar sound of my alarm coming from somewhere. "Juliet!" I groggily open my eyes and look around the unfamiliar bedroom. Last night comes flooding back, and I try to move my legs, but the ache coming from in between them are almost too much. "Juliet!" I groan at the knocking. Where the hell is Alonso? Shit, I don't even have my phone with me. I left it on my bag where it fell from my shoulder last night. "Yes!" I call back, sitting up with a groan. I need a shower asap. Last night, I literally passed out in Alonso's arms after he came inside and all over me. Afterward, he sweetly pulled me into his arms and kissed my face until I literally fell asleep. So where the hell is he now? There's silence coming from the other side of the door now, and then I hear a distinct clearing of a throat. "I have your bag here, it was downstairs." I recognize Alessi's voice. "Alonso had to go to practice ve

ALONSO POV I've never had the time for a girlfriend. Granted, I've never met someone who I wanted to have as one either. I start training at four am. every morning, an hour by myself and then with my teammates from five. After training, I go back home to have breakfast, take a shower, and then I head for my classes. After class, I go to practice again. Then I head home, shower, eat, and do any assignments that I may have so the work doesn't pile up. And then I go to bed. Repeat the same routine the next day. If I need to fuck, I just pick one of the many numbers girls randomly hand me wherever I go. On weekends, I pick them up at Arc's gigs, at games, or wherever the team hangs out. No strings attached. So this thing where I feel I have to see someone, or else I might not make it through the night, is completely foreign to me. But man, oh man. I can still feel my dick slicing through Fly-girl's virginity, I can still hear her screams in my ear and I can still see

ARCANGELO POV I attend all my classes the next day because I was gone all week. I'm actually notorious for skipping class, but I'm always on campus playing an instrument or joining practical classes that I'm not even supposed to be in. All of the professors, lecturers, and students know about my routine by now, and as long as I hand in all of my assignments and write all my tests and papers, nobody seems to mind. One professor told me one day it's because they all think I don't really belong there, I should have gone to an elite music school in the city. But they don't understand the relationship I have with my brothers. Nobody does apart from my family. And no elite music school could teach me what I already know. I've been training with the best teachers in the world ever since I picked up my first instrument. I have enough songs recorded that I know are good enough for at least five albums, but I'm just waiting until after graduation because that's the deal I made with

ALESSI POV My brothers are at a party which is normal for them on a Saturday night. I, on the other hand, is at the popular pizza joint in town with my study group, and we're finishing up the night. "I heard Greek row is going to be crazy tonight." Blake, a guy in my class says. "You wanna check it out?" Typically, I don't bother with Greek parties. They're crowded and messy, but I think it would be good to see what Alonso and Juliet look like in a setting like that. Before her, that was him and Arc's hunting spot. Not that they had to do much hunting. I don't like all those people touching me. Imagine all the germs and sexual diseases floating around there. Yet, like in the last few weeks, I do things that are uncommon for me. "Why not?" I pack up my notes and laptop. "You might get laid." "Ha ha ha." He laughs mockingly. "I get laid plenty, thank you very much." That's probably true. Blake is a decent looking guy, and you can tell he takes care of his physiqu

JULIET POV I wake up with a pounding headache, reminding me of months before when I was still in the clutches of my father. After one of the choking episodes, I would wake up disoriented and with a headache that would take hours to dissipate. I slowly open my eyes, scared that I would be back in my own bedroom, and the last few months of freedom were just a dream. I release a shaky breath when I realize I'm in Alonso's bedroom, and just like the last time, he's not here. I can't remember shit. Last thing I remember, Mai and I were dancing at the party with the Moretti triplets looking at us. I remember feeling so carefree and asking myself why the hell I hadn't gotten drunk before. Or went to a party. Because I never trusted anyone at my old school apart from Alyssa. Last night, I knew I was safe. A foolish feeling in light of everything. The truth always comes out, and I have a feeling in the pit of my stomach that the Morettis will find out exactly who I am, and my cur