The king…and his queen…?“I guess you really like playing me for a fool,” I mumbled before pressing my lips into a thin line.I was sure that I should have been angry at him for humiliating me but surprisingly, that wasn’t how I felt. Once again, it felt like I had very little or absolutely no control about what was happening around me and I was just being sucked in by the strong current with no means of escape. Maybe I was just waiting for it to suck me under for good.“How so?” he asked as he stared directly at me.“How is this supposed to be a fair game if you know which card is which? You’ve just been tricking me and playing me for a fool,” I replied accusingly.“Not at all. I just wanted you to know that nothing is what it seems. Nothing is fair and everything is being manipulated someway or another,” he explained casually.“You mean that nothing is fair and that everything is manipulated in your world, right?” I snapped as I glared at him.“I guess you might be right but that do
She was unskilled at all the games that she played but she would either pout playfully or laugh louder every time that she finished a game even though it was her loss.After practically stomping out of the casino after losing her bet against me, I thought that she might have changed her mind after all. In the end, I ended up paying for her debt at the casino as per the rules while thinking that that would be her first and last time there. I was honestly convinced that it was better for her that things turned out the way that they did.Once again, I soon found out that I was wrong.“Bradon, are you going to work now?” Dahlia asked as she stepped out from behind a pillar where she had been unsuccessfully hiding.It was early the morning after our trip to the casino. Usually, Dahlia wouldn’t wake up this early and that made me realize that she must have gotten up extra early to catch me before I headed out for work. Just thinking about all the work that I had to sort out in Anthony’s pla
I could feel her breasts pressing up against me as I entwined my tongue greedily with hers. It had been too long since I last kissed her like this and if she was going to play games of her own with me, then I wouldn’t hesitate to play some games of my own as well.“People…are watching…” she panted in between our passionate kisses.Her lips had turned a beautiful pink color by that time, and I enjoyed seeing the reddish pink color that had spread to her cheeks. I knew immediately that she was referring to the various bodyguards stationed in the room; however, I also knew that they knew better than to boldly watch me kiss my woman.“Do you mind? I thought you would like something like this,” I replied teasingly before I captured her chin with between my fingers.“Mhmm…” she moaned into our kiss when I kissed her again.My tongue immediately entered her mouth. The way she moved her tongue against mine as her body slowly softened in my arms told me that I had managed to slip through her d
**Dahlia’s point of view**Updating Diana’s social media accounts turned out to be more challenging than I initially thought. The pressure from my father was still on and now on top of that, there was pressure from all of her fans as well. Since posting content related to my days gambling at the casino wasn’t really a great option, I was limited to posting selfies of myself from the mansion, the gardens, or during our car rides instead. I worked hard to hold off on posting a couple photo of Bradon and myself while hoping that the eager audiences would be satisfied with seeing me looking happy and well.It turned out that I couldn’t keep Diana’s fans waiting for much longer. Each day comments demanding to see photos of Diana and Anthony together piled up and whenever my phone vibrated, I dreaded that it might be a call of complaint from my father. Although I knew that this was going to happen, I still found myself hesitating to post a couple photo. I gave myself the excuse that getting
“She told me that she was going to try on some clothes,” Zain replied.I quickly realized that I was no longer interested in what had already happened. What was more important was finding where she had disappeared to.“Did she run away, or did someone take her?” I asked although I had a pretty good guess.“I don’t think anyone could have kidnapped her,” Zain replied solemnly.“How long has she gone missing?” I asked.“I’m not sure. Less than half an hour ago…” Zain replied.“Find her. Use all means necessary and make sure that no one finds out about this. Don’t come back until you do,” I commanded before hanging up.Suddenly, the view of the city from outside the window looked grim although the sky was clear and blue, and the sun was shining brightly. I should have known that something was off when Dahlia suddenly asked to go out shopping. Even though I told her that I wasn’t free and that meant that she wasn’t allowed to go, she had negotiated until I felt like we were going to have
My eyes narrowed as I stared straight ahead when I realized that the one that Dahlia was really here to see wasn’t me but the real Anthony whom she thought was supposed to be working here.Why is she risky so much just to come and see him?I had no idea what she was thinking or why she so desperately wanted to see my brother, but I was sure that I was about to find out.…**Dahlia’s point of view**“He will see you now,” the woman at the lobby of the office building told me.She smiled politely before gesturing to me to follow her. I thanked her while hoping that nothing would disturb my meeting with Anthony. It had been some time since I manage to slip out and get away from Zain and his men. The trick of telling the shop assistant to help me get away for a while because I wanted to surprise my husband worked all too well. The innocent shop assistant led me to the staff exit that was joined to the changing room and from there it wasn’t difficult to navigate my way out of the shopping
I felt a frown crease between my brows as I began struggling to understand my own feelings and what it was that I wanted.Do I want him to keep me away from Bradon? Is that it?Does Anthony even know that his brother had taken his place at his wedding?At first, I wanted to get Anthony to help me get out of my house-arrest but now that I could come out of the mansion, I wasn’t sure what it was that I wanted. My conflicted feelings and hesitation led to an awkward silence that seemed to stretch for far too long.“Things have been quite complicated for me. As you probably know, I took my sister’s place at her wedding and…your brother took your place,” I said as I felt my throat suddenly turn dry.“I see. You’re living with Bradon right now, aren’t you?” he asked casually.“Yes, I am…” I replied truthfully.“How is it? Living with my brother…” he asked.For a moment, I thought that he might be worried about me, but I didn’t dare to let that feeling blossom into hope in the fear that I mi
My vison became blurring as I stared at Anthony’s face. I suddenly realized that my tears were responsible for blurring my vision and that if I blinked, they would freely roll down my face. I didn’t want to have an emotional breakdown like this, but I figured that it might not be entirely bad. Anthony deserves to see me suffering and miserable. If my tears could sway him just a little, then it might just be worth it.I lifted my fingers up to dab at my eyes as I heard Anthony let out a soft sigh. I knew that he wouldn’t leave me crying like that without doing anything because he was just too nice of a person. I felt slightly rotten inside for using this against him, but it wasn’t like my tears were completely insincere either. Anthony stood up and came to sit next to me on the sofa.“I guess it must have been very painful for you to live with my brother…” he said as he patted my back comfortingly.“He’s…quite difficult…” I murmured in reply.The hand that had been gently stroking my b
"You should go to bed," Bradon told me the moment that we stepped into the mansion. I knew that his suggestion was spot on because sleep was exactly what I needed to deal with what was to come. The media and everyone had undoubtedly gone wild as they both communicated and speculated on what was the truth and what were twisted lies from all the events that happened in the past that I shared with my sister.I switched off my phone when it wouldn't stop vibrating, without bothering to read the caller ID on the screen. I could already guess who would be calling me and also exactly what they had to say."It feels like my head is ready to explode," I confessed before smiling weakly at Bradon."Which is precisely why you should stop thinking or caring about anyone else and just get some shut-eye," Bradon said as he peeled away the mobile phone that I held in my hand. I let him do so without putting up any resistance because all I wanted to do was crawl into bed and hide under the sheets wit
"My name is Diana, which can only mean that the Diana standing over there is, in fact, my twin sister, Dahlia. In fact, for the past months, I wasn't present, and the Diana that you knew had always been my sister acting out in my place," Diana explained as if it was something to be proud of.The crowd went wild, but I decided to focus my attention on the two figures that seemed so intent on ruining my life along with my sister’s. Our father had officially become our enemy, and at that moment, he looked like he might have started to regret pushing both of us over the edge. Mr. Malton, who, after all this time, clearly never regretted his actions and never realized that he should have been man enough to take responsibility. I was certain that even now, he was willing to destroy our reputation and our future—all for the sake of the money undoubtedly promised to him by our father. Desperate times truly call for desperate measures; that applied to our father but also to us as well.I could
I found myself praying silently that Desmond could bring everything under control, but my prayers probably fell on deafened ears. Instead of Desmond stepping up to the podium, it was my sister who approached it instead."What is she doing?" I asked in a shaky whisper as I felt myself breaking into a cold sweat. It felt like my eyes were about to pop out of their sockets as I continued staring in bewilderment and disbelief at my sister, who stood with a beautiful smile behind the podium, the microphone very close to her lips. I turned to stare at Desmond and managed to lock gazes with him. I could tell that he was staring right back at me, and the way he nodded his head reassuringly was supposed to bring me some relief and keep me at ease, but it only made me even more nervous.I could tell that everyone in the crowd was staring daggers at my sister, even from where I was standing. It wasn't surprising, considering that everyone thought Diana was me. It felt like tight knots had formed
Back to the present"Homewrecker! Homewrecker! Homewrecker!"The violent chanting continued and began seeping into my consciousness, dragging me back to the present. Disaster seemed to be staring me right in the face."Leya..." Bradon whispered my name right beside my ear.His presence close to me reminded me that, unlike that day back then, I wasn't alone. I had Bradon by my side, and, on top of that, everyone was here with me: Desmond and my sister. I suddenly felt a surge of confidence that made me believe that there could be a way out, one that would save us all from this dire situation my father had plotted against us.I had to admit that after leaving the country, I hadn't spared much thought for what would unfold after my departure. I never took care to follow up on any news-not that they would be made public-related to Mr. Malton's wife and child. I had no idea what happened to him or his family after that incident. My parents completely cut me off, and there was frankly no on
"What have you done? Have you completely lost your mind?" my father yelled at me immediately when our family was gathered in private. His face was completely red with anger as his voice echoed in the room. My mother looked like she was on the verge of tears, and I could tell that she was more worried about our family rather than her own daughter. "News of your ridiculous and scandalous behavior is now all over the place!" my father continued yelling. As if to drive his message home, his mobile phone began ringing non-stop. One glance at the name displayed on the screen drove my father to the brink before he switched off the phone and threw it onto the floor. My mother let out a scream at my father's sudden violent outburst before sinking down onto the sofa as if she had lost all strength in her body.I took the opportunity to slowly take a seat, and Diana was by my side in an instant. I knew that the best way to brave out this storm was to keep quiet and not let his words get to me.
Not having the experience of being a criminal before, I wasn't quite sure how one was supposed to be treated, but the experiences that I went through might have indeed been close. I thought that I was used to disappointing my parents and the people around me. I thought that I was used to seeing the look of disappointment and disapproval in their eyes before it became a look of resentment and then complete apathy and lack of care. I thought that I could deal with everything without getting my emotions involved because, after all, I was supposed to be used to this kind of treatment, and that was why I was caught utterly off guard by how quickly things escalated.Thinking back on it, my memories were quite blurry. Either it was simply too much for me to take in at the time for my brain to form any clear memories, or it was simply too shocking and too harsh for me to take. Either way, everything seemed to fly by me and over my head.Although every single teacher and the principal tried to
Just thinking that the fool right in front of me dared to say he was in love with my sister, while he couldn't even tell the two of us apart, made my blood boil. It took a lot of effort to repress the urge to reach out and strangle his neck right then and there. I reminded myself that I had a part to play and quite an audience to impress."No... this can't be..." Mr. Malton whispered hoarsely from a distance, stepping even further away from me. I stood up from the table, grabbed his arm, and pulled him back to my side as I glared up into his face."It's actually quite simple to fool you. All I had to do was dress up in my sister's clothes whenever I met you and talk a little more sweetly..." I said, letting out a hysterical laugh. I could still feel everyone's eyes on us as the attention in the room escalated even more than before.Mr. Malton was speechless as he tried to pull his arm away from my grip, but I wasn't about to let him get away so easily."Well, now I guess the secret is
I had no idea how Diana managed to keep the girls silent up until that point so that the news wouldn't spread; however, I knew that it wouldn't be too long before everyone in school knew about this illicit affair. We would be extremely lucky if this news did not spread beyond the school walls. Despite the gravity of the situation, Mr. Malton was already ready to make his retreat."What if they don't believe us? I feel so scared. I don't want to be alone, and I don't want you to leave me," I said pleadingly just to see his reaction."You know that I would never do that. It would just be temporary until everything blows over. I promise that I will never leave you. How could I possibly leave you? I love you so much," he declared his love for me boldly.The more dramatic things became, the more I felt that his act of adoration was completely fake. No matter how many times he claimed to be in love with my sister, it seemed like he couldn't even tell us apart. I wondered what kind of face h
"Leya, you need to help me find a way out of this. Diana simply cannot make this kind of mistake," my sister told me slowly and clearly as she stared directly into my eyes."You're right. You can't afford to make these kinds of mistakes," I agreed solemnly."No one else must find out about this. We have to do something before word gets out because word is definitely going to get out,," my sister stated calmly, and I could tell that she had returned to her calm and collected self."Can't we tell them that they simply misunderstood and that it's not true?" I asked, daring to harbor a little bit of hope."They probably won't believe what we tell them, but they might believe what we show them," Diana replied, and I could tell her mind was made up.Without using any more words, it seemed like an understanding had formed between us, and once again, it felt like it was us against the entire world....**The Next Day**As I pushed open the back door to the building that was supposed to be off