Chapter 5

Celine's POV

"Oh no! What am I going to do? I guess this was the right time to inform Jace that I am not my sister. How can I continue with this deceit when he will finally find out?"

"What do I do?" I pace about the room, anxiety filled me, as I wasn't even with my phone. 

I could have contacted Clara and asked for her help. She was a good liar and smarter than me.

"Dammit. Should I lie that I am on my period?" I clutched my belly, knowing that Jace wanted to have sex with me. As I was scared once he finds out that my family and I tricked him into deceiving him to marry me.

My sister and I were slimmer, however as we grew into adulthood, I don't keep up much with Clara and I get tired of burning calories like her, who wants to be fit at all times.

"Babe," Jace got out of the bathroom, his gentle voice snapped me back to reality and seen me sitting on the bed. 

I stopped pacing about when I heard the shower stop, then I rushed to sit on the bed.

"Babe," Jace removed the towel from his waist to dry up his chiseled body, but I glanced away.

I felt bashful like I was committing a sin, seeing my twin sister's supposed husband's body. Though Jace and I got married, I knew that I was the substitute for my twin sister. I wasn't his real wife.

"My love, what's wrong? You don't want to take a look at my body? Did I do anything wrong to offend you?" Jace asked, moving closer to the bed to meet me. His hot body made contact with mine making me nervous, and sending chills down my spine. As he envelope me in a warm hug.

I gulped hard, my voice sultry, and I told him, "No, it's not that I don't want to look."

Jace took my hand and placed it on his phallus. I gasped, "Ah! What are you doing?"

"Shush… I am all yours, My love. You don't have to act shy around me. If this is what marriage causes you to behave like, then we should have remained unmarried," he said, his tone sensual and his eyes watching my face intensely, and I frowned.

I thought about how Clara would have reacted happily touching Jace's body. But I am not her, and I am not in love with her fiancé.

"Clara," Jace called my name with a deep voice, and kissed my neck tenderly. "I cannot wait to have sex with you tonight. Please."

I was speechless, watching Jace begged me. His lips captured mine once more, claiming my lips. He gently laid me back on the bed, and hovered above me, not giving me a chance to explain myself to him.

"Jace… stop," I wanted to tell him the truth. That I am not Clara Mason. I am not my twin sister, and I don't want to have sex with him.

"What's wrong, babe?" Jace asked, his voice hoarse and filled with desire. He stopped his movements, his body laid above mine, looking at my face intensely.

"I..." My mouth opened to speak, but I wouldn't tell him the truth. I didn't want my twin sister to hate me for life. I couldn't withstand Clara keeping malice with me. I had always done whatever Clara wanted me to do. But this… I shut my eyes, unable to reveal the truth to Jace. I love my twin sister.

I thought about Clara sacrificing her marriage for an award event, and I gulped hard.

"Don't worry, I will be easy on you tonight, okay. It's not the first time we are doing it. So don't be shy," Jace spoke, making me speechless, as he kissed me again. His full lips claimed mine, kissing my lips, my neck, and my face.. As he trailed his hot lips down on my chest.

"Jace…" I moaned his name, my voice filled with desire and he hoarsely replied, "I like how you moan my name, baby."

Jace sucked on my right bréast very hard, sucking it tenderly like he was a baby. He switched positions to my left boobs, that I became so wet for him.

I wanted to stop him, my hands reached to push him off, to remind him that he was mistaking me for my twin sister. As his second hand parted my legs. 

But at the same time, I didn't want him to stop. I wanted him at this moment and I didn't want to look at his alluring body.

Jace parted my legs, gently massaging my entrance with his huge phallus, and I gulped hard.

"Are you ready, baby?" He asked, his voice filled with hunger, and I gulped hard, "Yes."

Jace pushed his way in, his full length filling me up, as I felt my core stretching to accommodate him.

"Jace…" I gasped, breathing heavily he gently pushed his way in, and he stiffened.

"What did you do to your body, babe? Why are you so tight down there like a virgin? Dammit. Is this why you didn't want me to touch you?" Jace accused me, his voice came out rough, husky and thinking I was Clara. But I shook my head and fought back the tears that was threatening to spill from my eyes.

"No… You can continue," I whispered, my core filled with pain, as tears spilled from my eyes. I felt guilty, mournful and unable to believe that I had to endure so much to make my twin sister happy. 

This was her wedding night with Jace, and I ought to make it special. I had always placed Clara's happiness before mine. I was at her neck and call like a dummy doing whatever she wanted.

"Why are you crying?" Jace asked, his deep black eyes held mine, watching me intensely like a hawk. He wanted to withdraw himself, but I held him back to continue, as he hovered above me.

"Please, don't stop…" I pleaded, my voice pitiful but laced with desire.

"Hmm, but you are in pain and so tight," Jace appeared worried, his eyes filled with a look of concern and I nodded.

"I will be fine and it will cool off, just continue with it and do to me whatever you want?" I told him, my tone sensual, and his eyes looked at mnie with confusion and nodded, as he didn't withdraw.

"Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you. You shouldn't have told me you did something to your body. I never complained about your body. So why did you have to tighten it?" Jace muttered, subtly angry, and I swallowed hard.

"I am sorry. I just wanted to make tonight special. I don't know that you will get annoyed," I mimic how my twin sister talks, whenever she is angry.

Jace calmed down, and I knew that he loved my twin sister dearly. But she was ready to give him away to me.

"It's alright. The goal is to get you pregnant tonight. So get ready to take all of me," Jace whispered, pushing himself deeper into me, and I moaned.

He held me firmly on the bed, and continued slamming his hips hard against mine.

I didn't know how many times that I had climaxed, as he spun me around in different angles. Because his goal was to make me pregnant.

I moaned, cried, and begged to released but Jace was ruthless on the bed, as I later passed out.

 I heard Jace moaning so loudly in my ear in satisfaction, as he climaxed. "Yeah, Babe. You're so sweet!" He shook me on the bed to wake up, but I had already lost consciousness.

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The next morning, I awoke on the bed, feeling sour and a reminder of what happened the previous night. 

The day was Sunday, and I was expecting to see a gloomy Jace on the bed. Maybe he had found out that I wasn't my twin sister, his fiancee. But he was rather asleep and snoring peacefully.

I stole a look around the vast bedroom that was painted pink. It was like a princess room, as I hadn't taken the time to admire the room the previous night. 

My eyes darted to look at the colourful lights and cream curtains on the window. 

Then to the man who took my virginity the previous night. Jace Augustus.

I was still surprised that he hasn't found out yet that I am not Clara, and I recalled the last night event between us. 

Jace didn't use any protection on me.

"Oh no!" I gasped, knowing that I was in my fertile period, and I looked at his sleeping face, as he appeared so handsome sleeping like a baby. 

My eyes shifted to his full lips that have kissed me several times the previous night thinking I am his wife, and knowing that he has used those same lips to kiss my twin sister made me a little jealous. 

But I gently smacked my left cheek, reminding myself that I was only Clara's substitute and I shouldn't fall in love with my sister's fiancé.

However, I couldn't help but admire Jace's humor, remembering how he took care of me the previous night.

'Was that how he took care of Clara?' I pondered, but Jace awoke on the bed. As his eyes fluttered open, meeting my curious gaze on him.

 I blushed and glanced away, because I wasn't expecting him to catch me admiring him.