ROCHELLE They still won't fuck me!I made it my mission to make Aries and Adrien fall for me. Living in that enormous mansion with the twins was like being in a real-life fairy tale. The walls around us were lavish, and every room looked like a page from a designer magazine. But the best part of this life was sharing it with the two most handsome guys I had ever met.At first, it was hard for me to get over the fact that they were twins, but I told myself that whoever fell for me first would be my choice. It made things a bit easier when I looked at them, especially since they were both so incredibly attractive.As days turned into weeks, I decided to act on my mission. I knew how to make them notice me, and I was ready to leverage that knowledge. I started wearing skimpy outfits that hugged my curves just right. Dresses that were a bit too short and tops that revealed just enough skin would definitely catch their eyes. I could see them glancing over every time I walked by,
ADRIEN She tastes like temptation!I was really struggling to come to terms with what just happened back in the living room. My head was pounding, my heart racing, and my palms still tingling from the heat of Rochelle’s touch. I leaned against the cool marble countertop in the kitchen, hoping the chill would somehow ground me. But it didn’t. My mind kept replaying every detail—her sultry smile, the way her fingers danced across my chest, and how she whispered my name like it was a secret only the two of us shared.Rochelle had seduced me. I wasn’t proud of it, but there was no denying it. She knew exactly what she was doing from the moment she walked into the room, wearing that silk dress that clung to every curve of her body. Her dark eyes locked onto mine with a challenge, daring me to resist her. And for a while, I thought I could. I told myself she was trouble, that she was playing some dangerous game, but damn it, she was too hot to resist.I tried to keep my distance. I reall
ARIES A new sheriff!I was at the gym when Delight called.The sound of metal clanking against metal echoed around me, filling my ears with a rhythm that matched my heartbeat. I had just finished a set of deadlifts when my phone buzzed, and I glanced at the screen. That name—Delight—caught me off guard. She rarely called unless it was something serious, usually about business deals that we had cooking or new ventures she was interested in. This time was different. I could feel a twinge of unease, like a storm brewing in the distance.“Hello?” I answered, wiping sweat from my forehead. The usual carefree rhythm of my workout faded as I heard her voice. There was tension in her voice that I hadn't heard before.“Aries, we need to talk.” The urgency in her tone made my stomach drop, and I straightened my back, suddenly alert.“What's going on? You sound worried.” I leaned against the bench, my heart racing as I prepared for the bad news.“It’s about Clucas. He got caught in a gun
ROCHELLE Just friends or…?I was sleeping when I began to hear voices of people laughing from the living room. At first, the sound dripped in and out of my dreams like a distant melody. The rich, lively laughter was warm and inviting, wrapping around me like a soft blanket, even though I felt a flutter of annoyance at being stirred from my much-needed rest.Slowly, I opened my eyes, the sleepy haze clouding my thoughts. I recognized the first voice immediately: it was Adrien. He had a way of making any conversation feel light and fun, his laughter infectious. But the second voice was unfamiliar. Curiosity piqued; I decided to step outside and see what they were up to. I threw on a robe and quietly made my way to the door, my heart fluttering a bit at the anticipation of discovering who might be visiting.As I turned the knob and opened the door, I heard the second speaker clearly. When I realized who it was, I froze. “I just want to make sure Rochelle is alright. I’ve been wor
ARIES My way is the only way!I was under intense pressure already to ensure that Clucas did not blow our cover and tell the sheriff about our gun business. My mind spun with every possible outcome, each more disastrous than the last. I couldn't let this crumble, not after everything I had built. The town depended on my discretion, even if they didn’t know it. And Sheriff Reynolds—well, he wasn’t about to let me walk away from this unscathed.Clucas was a liability now. He wasn’t supposed to be. He was supposed to be a trusted ally, a cog in the well-oiled machine. But greed or fear—maybe both—had turned him into a weak link. He got picked up on some big charge, and suddenly he was singing like a canary, ready to take me and my entire operation down with him.I had exhausted all options I could think of. I even went back to the sheriff to see if there was any way he’d change his mind. Sheriff Reynolds wasn’t known for compromise, especially not with someone like me. He hated ev
ROCHELLE A Dangerous Game!Lately, Aries and Adrien had become so engrossed in their business that they barely noticed me, even when I wore the clothes I thought would be enough to seduce them. I wasn’t asking for much—a lingering glance, a subtle smirk, anything that showed they still saw me. But nothing. Their eyes were glued to their laptops, their conversations laced with deals and deadlines, and their focus on everything except me.I wasn’t just their assistant; I was Rochelle—bold, beautiful, and tired of being ignored. My job was supposed to be simple: manage their schedules, keep things running smoothly, and follow their rules.But now, following their rules didn’t seem so important.Determined to get back their attention, I started going out. Not just out, but out late. Really late. It was a clear violation of the one rule they drilled into my head from day one: Do not come home late without letting us know. They claimed it was for my safety, but I knew it was mo
ROCHELLE At last!Aries walked closer to me, his deep blue eyes piercing into mine with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine. He bent over and placed his hands on the bed. His voice was calm, almost too calm, as he said, “Be careful what you ask for, Rochelle. You’ve pushed Adrien and me too far. When we break, we will not be fixed”I held my ground, refusing to back down. I wasn’t about to let either of them intimidate me. “Real men aren’t scared of proving their worth to a woman, especially in a bed that can take the three of us. Prove to me that what's hidden under your pants are not just for display,” I dared them, my voice steady despite the rapid pounding of my heart.Aries’s jaw clenched, and I caught a flicker of something in his eyes—anger? Desire? I couldn’t tell, but I knew I was getting to him. I glanced at Adrien, who stood a few feet away, his arms crossed over his chest, watching the exchange with a stony expression. His silence was unne
ARIES I took care of him!The sheriff had sent for me. My heart skipped a beat when the message arrived, the urgency in his tone clear through the scribbled note. I’d never been one for unfounded panic, but something about this felt different. Adrien sensed it too.“Do you know why he sent for you?” Adrien asked, leaning against the kitchen counter with a concerned expression.“No idea,” I replied, trying to downplay the tension knotting in my stomach. “But I’ve got a bad feeling.” It wasn’t just the urgency of Sheriff Reynolds’ message; it was the weight of our business—the world of guns we operated in, shadowy but lucrative, fraught with danger at every turn.Adrien’s brow furrowed deeper. “I suspect it’s about our gun business. Just… be careful, Aries.”I rolled my eyes but didn’t dismiss his worries outright. “I don’t need a reminder on how to play my cards, Adrien. I’ve dealt with Reynolds before. If he tries anything that threatens our business, he won’t have to worry abou
FRED What if she did?I was really worried about Gina. The clock on the wall ticked away the seconds, each one echoing louder than the last, while my fingers tapped nervously on the glass surface of the table. It was getting really late, and she still had not returned from work. My heart sank a little as I thought about it. I had missed her call earlier, and that made my worry deepen. What could be taking her so long?Gina was dedicated to her job, but she was not the type to stay after hours unless something was seriously wrong. I picked up my phone, staring at it like it was going to magically give me answers. Nothing happened. I cursed myself for missing her call. What if she needed me? What if something had gone wrong? I took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm of worry inside me.“Just call her,” I whispered to myself. I retrieved my phone from the table, my thumb hovered over her name in my contacts list, but then an idea knotted my
ARIES Fantasy night!“You’re probably going to think I’m ridiculous,” she said with a charming smile, “but I really like him. We had this amazing conversation, and he kind of gets me.” “Kind of?” I echoed, my voice lighting with skepticism. She rolled her eyes. “Okay, fine. A lot! He’s really brilliant, and he can talk about everything from finance to art. I’ve never met anyone like him before.” I tried to mask my irritation. “And that’s why you like him?” “That’s just part of it! Plus, he’s funny!” she added, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “Rochelle, I just really want you to be careful,” I said, my tone shifting almost protective again. “Yes, mama bear!” she shot back, folding her arms in mock seriousness, but I could see her playfulness was waning. “Okay, okay. I’ll ease up,” I relented, feeling a little defeated. “But please keep us in the loop, alright?” “Sure!” she grinned, but deep down, her smile felt like someone pulling away. I could see the
ARIES Jealousy or…?Rochelle had returned from work less than two hours after she left, looking very excited. It wasn’t exactly like her to rush home, especially when her duties at the office always seemed to stretch longer than expected. But today, she walked through the door with a bright smile on her face, the kind of smile that lit up any room. Her hair bounced lightly with each step she took, and the sway of her hips was almost hypnotic.I had been sitting on the couch, scrolling through my phone absentmindedly, but that smile pulled me away from the screen. It looked so out of place in our apartment, which was usually quiet and fairly serious. I couldn’t help b
ROCHELLE That kiss…..As we made our way down to his sleek black car, he opened the door for me, an effortless gesture that made me feel special. I slid into the leather seat, and he closed the door behind me before striding around to the driver’s side. Every little thing he did made me feel like a queen, a feeling I was not used to.The drive to the restaurant was accompanied by light chatter, which gradually eased my nerves. We talked about everything and nothing, laughing at silly anecdotes and sharing bits about our lives. I discovered that he had a secret passion for cooking, which surprised me. A man like him, a billionaire business mogul, cooking? It didn’t fit the profile I had imagined.“Maybe you’ll have to cook for me sometime,” I te
ROCHELLE A Day Off with Mr. BenMr. Ben had surprisingly given me the day off from work. "But on one condition," he said, while I was still trying to wrap my head around it. It was such a sudden turn of events. I had not done anything special to deserve this kind of treatment. In fact, my mind was racing with thoughts about the projects I had to finish and the clients I needed to call on his behalf. I looked at him with a mix of confusion and curiosity.“What condition, sir?” I asked, tilting my head slightly to the side. Ben, with his usual confident demeanor, suddenly had a twinkle in his eye that made me even more intrigued. He reached into his sleek designer bag and pulled out something wrapped in black silk. He placed it gently on the table between us.“Open it,” he said, his smile widening as he leaned back in his chair, clearly enjoying this moment.“I should open it?” I asked, feeling the excitement bubbling inside me. This was all so unexpected. I
FRED She's a tsunami!I fell right into Ashley's trap. The moment I did, I knew there was no getting out of it, no matter how much I tried to. The situation was a complete mess, one I created with my own hands. Or rather, with my own careless thumbs. I’ve never been more frustrated with myself.It all started with what should have been a romantic evening. Gina, my girlfriend, was everything I wanted in a woman—kind, smart, funny, and absolutely stunning. I wanted to surprise her with a special night to celebrate our anniversary. I had planned everything down to the last detail. The bed was made with fresh sheets, soft music was ready to play, and I had scattered petals across the floor. It was cheesy, sure, but Gina loved that kind of thing.To add a little spice to the night, I decided to text her something bold. I wasn’t the type to send daring messages, but this time, I wanted to push the boundaries. So, I took a deep breath, snapped a pic
GINA Love has left me heartbroken!My heart raced as I picked up the telecom and dialed my secretary's number. “Viola, please come to my office at once,” I instructed, my tone leaving no room for debate.When she arrived, I wasted no time. “What other meetings do I have scheduled for the rest of the day?” I asked, trying to maintain a calm demeanor.She looked confused, flipping through her notes. “Well, you have the brainstorming session with the marketing team, the budget review with finance, and then a dinner meeting with potential investors.”“Cancel all of them,” I ordered, my voice rising unexpectedly.Her eyes widened in shock. “But, ma'am, those meetings are extremely important! We could lose important partners because…”“Cancel or consider yourself sacked!” I nearly yelled, cutting her off. The urgency of the situation pushed my impatience over the edge. The look on her face was a mix of confusion and concern, but I didn’t care.“I’m leaving and won’t return until t
GINA Driving into darknessI was looking over some files in my office, the quiet hum of the air conditioning mingling with my thoughts. My desk was strewn with documents, proposals for the upcoming quarter, and reports that needed my immediate attention. For a moment, the chaos of corporate life felt manageable as I focused on the numbers and projections. Everything felt routine until the door creaked open, and in walked Fred.“Hey,” he just said.Something wasn’t right. He looked like he was about to give up the ghost. His face was pale, and he wore an expression that screamed discomfort. It caught me off guard. Just that morning, we had left for work together, both of us full of energy. We laughed and joked during the drive, our favorite music playing softly in the background, the kind
GINA Something is off!I had noticed a change in Ashley especially towards Fred. At first, it was subtle, almost unnoticeable, but once I began paying attention, the signs were unmistakable. Ashley, or Ash as I fondly called her, had always been a vivacious and outspoken part of my life. She was the kind of person who could walk into a room and instantly light it up with her energy. So when I returned from my business trip to Minnesota and told her I was making up with Fred, her reaction was... odd.She had been seated on the plush white couch in my living room, sipping on her favorite iced latte, when I broke the news. “Ash, guess what? Fred and I are getting back together,” I announced, unable to keep the excitement from my voice. Her eyebrows shot up so high that for a moment, I thought they might disappear into her hairline.“What?” she exclaimed, the latte momentarily forgotten in her hand. “You’re getting back with Fred? After everything that happened?”“Yes,” I