Chapter 2

Chapter Two: I Seduced The Wrong Twin

ANABETH COLLINS

From that day on, I often bumped into Irah King and I've been seeing him everyday. If it's not in the hallway, it's in the Gym, or even just in the cafeteria. We are in the same university after all, but I'm a nursing student and he's taking up business for their company. Not that I'm expecting him to but Irah never looked at my way again. 

What was I expecting anyway? That an accidental bump and an eye to eye contact will make him magically interested in me? Someone wake me up from my dream before I get too disappointed. 

Days passed, days turned to months and months turned to years and before I knew it, we will be graduating soon. The last two years of my college life just passed by with unending drama, bullying and me admiring Irah King from afar. I was content with that. Although it hurt a little to see him happy with someone else. 

That's the price of unrequited crush. 

"Ugh, I can't wait to get out of this hellhole." Monique complained for the nth time. She's not really fond of studying ever since they became friends. 

I thought I was lazy but my friend is on another level of laziness. It's a wonder she reached this far and be a nurse if she passes the exam that is.

"With your grades, that would be a little impossible. Who knows, you might stay for another year with Mr. Jacobs." I giggled while reading today's notes. 

I wanted to be a nurse because of my mother and to be practical because of the salary. Monique's reason is a lot more absurd than mine. She actually thought that nursing is easy, but she's wrong. Oh so wrong. That's why she's been regretting her decision now. 

Monique's expression automatically turned into disgust at the mention of our perverted Science professor. The balding man has a boner for my friend and he's not even hiding it. What a pervert. 

"That man gave me the creeps. I'm just letting it go because he hasn't really approached me yet but once he does, I will sue his ass."

"Be very careful around that man. We never know when he'll actually attack," I warned Monique while pointing my pen at her. I shifted the pen to the books in front of us. "Study."

Monique groaned before laying her head down on the table. "Whatever! I'll just find a dying old man and marry him so I won't have to work my ass off. And then I will build my own restaurant and hire the best chef."

I stared incredulously at Monique. "That is dangerous. Besides, old men are smarter now, my friend. That beauty of yours will get you in trouble one day." 

Monique scoffed and was about to pick her notes up when yellow flyers fell down from the top. I looked up but failed to see them because of the sun. I squinted my eyes to try and see clearer but they were already gone. I frowned up at the person before picking up a piece of paper. 

"You are all invited to the King's mansion to celebrate his birthday?" I read outloud. 

"Oh my God, Oh my God! This is my chance, Beth! This is it! This is the old man I wa—"

I cut her off before she can finish talking. "He's just two years older than us."

"—s saying! I'll marry him and I will give him an heir." Monique continued in determination. 

I cleared my throat pretending to be reading the flier.

"Oh, right! Come on, Beth. I was just kidding. I know how much you're drooling over his six packs."

"I am not," I stopped when I realized how defensive my voice sounded and continued in a low tone. "I am not drooling over him."

Monique rolled her eyes. "Sure, sure. Keep telling yourself that and you'll eventually believe it." 

I ignored her words and took a sip of water from my bottle while my eyes were still glued on my notes but they will shift to the flier from time to time. 

"You should seduce him."

I spluttered the water all over the place in shock, glaring at my friend before looking around to make sure no one heard her. 

"Are you out of your mind?" I asked her in annoyance. 

"No. Look, Anabeth. You're beautiful and amazing. I have been there to watch you watching him. You've followed his footsteps. What you feel isn't a high school crush anymore. You are in love with the man and you got to admit it. You've never even let anyone close enough to capture your attention because all this time, your eyes have always been glued to Irah King."

I opened my mouth to respond but closed them again because I couldn't find the right answer to that. Am I? I knew my feelings weren't that of a crush anymore. It's beyond that, it's more dangerous. More impossible. Reality slapped me so hard in the face at Monique's words. 

"I must be crazy. Oh, I'm out of my mind." I bit her lip in frustration and grabbed my hair.

"That's love for you, honey." 

"No, this feeling isn't going anywhere! How could I not figure it out? All this time I thought I was just admiring him for being so perfect. I thought it's just an overdue crush."

Monique slammed her hand on top of the flier. "Now act on it!"

"Nope, nuh-uh."

"Why not?" Monique whined. 

"Why not?" I repeated before gesturing at myself. "Look at me and ask me that again. Have you seen his girlfriends? I look like an ingrown compared to them! There is no way he will like me!" 

Monique stared at me with narrowed eyes and hand rubbed her chin. "Hm, you do look a little plain compared to them."

"See!" She exclaimed and sighed. 

"Well, I think I have an idea." She suggested while motioning for her to lean closer and she did. 

"What?" She asked with interest. If she could get her long-time crush, then why not?

"Seduce him."

My eyes widened and pushed my  friend away. "What?! Are you crazy? Why would I do that?!"

Monique shrugged. "My friend, you won't ever see that snack again after we graduate so why not act on desire? If you can't have his heart, then at least have the D! Who knows, maybe you will end up together."

I fell silent, finding myself foolishly considering her suggestion. She's right. I might not see him again soon and there is no way I will have any chance to be with him so why not spend a night with him? It's not like he has a girlfriend. 

I love him, so why not keep some memories of him as a parting gift?

'God, I sound so desperate.' I groaned and buried my head in my hands. 

Monique probably thought I'd chicken out, so she took matters into her own hands and bought me a pair of lingerie. We planned the day I'll be 'seducing' him at a graduation night party at his house. She practically dragged me to a salon and forced me to have my private part waxed. 

Our graduation passed by with my heart on my throat. I was nervous and excited about graduating and entering the real world soon, but I'm more nervous about what I am about to do later this evening. 

"Don't chicken out now, girl. Relax, okay? Everything will go smoothly. This day will end with you losing your precious virginity to the love of your life." Monique whispered to me and I swallowed, my eyes darting to Irah who was surrounded by his family and friends. 

I don't normally attend parties so it's a surprise for those who know me when I appeared at the King's mansion with Monique. Everyone who graduated and their partners are present. Everyone was enjoying alcohol, games, making out with their partners. 

"Wow, I knew he's rich but I didn't know he's this rich." Monique exclaimed as we looked around his house, no, his mansion.

The mansion was surrounded by a massive garden outside with fountains, greenhouse, pool and I'm pretty sure there is even another house in the backyard. The mansion has three floors and I won't be surprised if it has ten rooms. 

Everyone knows that the Kings own the university and I heard they own multiple companies and businesses. To put it simply, Irah is like a prince that can never be mine, so I can be with him even just for a night. I won't even dream about marrying him.

"You know what? Why don't you carry his baby? You'll be set for life if you marry him, Ana."

I rolled my eyes and shook my head at her. "That isn't what I want, Monique. That would be too much. I am content with just a night."

Monique sighed and threw me a pitiful look. "Oh, you're too nice for this world, girl. You should be greedy and ambitious sometimes. You're lucky you're my friend and you love him, or I would have him for myself." She giggled and looked away before gasping and running to a picture frame. 

My mouth fell open at the family portrait we saw. "Are you kidding me?"

Because right in front of us are two identical twins. Irah has a twin?

"No way, there's two of them?!" Monique exclaimed, turning to look at me in excitement and shock. "Oh, my god! I have a chance!"

I didn't hear anything she said because I was busy staring at the family pictures. There were pictures when they were children until they were older. They looked so much alike that I can't even distinguish who's who. 

But why haven't I seen his twin before? I don't think Irah ever mentioned him. Where is he and what is his name? Maybe he's dead?

We were interrupted by Uriah starting the party and everyone cheered. Monique gave me a cup of beer and we tried to get along with the others, but my eyes remained on Irah. God, he looked so handsome in his casual look. Just thinking about spending a night with him gives me butterflies. 

I only took small sips from my cup as the night went on, watching him converse, dance and have fun with his friends. I noticed some women looking at him, but they wouldn't beat me to it. Tonight is my night and they can have him another time. 

When it was almost midnight and we saw him drunk on his feet, Monique and I nodded at each other. I left to change into my lingerie while she will take him to a room we already agreed to see earlier. As I nervously changed into the revealing outfit, I can only thank God I have a friend like Monique. 

When I'm done, I just put on an oversized jacket to cover myself and walked to the room we chose with my heart beating so loud. I was torn between leaving and continuing, but my love for Irah won and I found myself entering the room before I could back out. 

 I shivered at the coldness of the aircon. My eyes found him sleeping under the covers with no shirt on and I was confused. 

Has Monique removed his clothes that fast? And why is he asleep already? How will I do it then?

I walked near him, reaching out a shaking hand to check if he really was sleeping. Things happened so fast and before I knew it, I was laying underneath him with him on top of me. I was too stunned and shocked about what happened to speak.

"What's a little bunny like you doing here, shaking like a leaf?" His hoarse voice asked, I saw how his eyes scanned me and how his silver eyes darkened with desire. "Wearing something like this at that?"

My mind went blank, but I froze when I realized something. Since when did Irah have silver gray eyes? He has beautiful blue eyes!

My eyes widened as his hand started to touch my stomach. I felt scared, but his large hands made me feel something I have never felt before. I whimpered when his long fingers ran between my chests and that's when I noticed his right hand filled with tattoos. I followed them with my eyes and saw a wolf tattoo on his right chest as well. I have seen Irah half-naked when he plays basketball and I know he has no tattoo. 

My blood ran cold when realization finally dawned on me. The man in front of me isn't Irah, but his twin!