What is father saying?I couldn’t comprehend all the crazy things that my father was spouting. I stared at Anthony as I wondered why he wasn’t denying anything that my father was saying.“I will make sure that your father finds out about this disgraceful and disrespectful attitude of yours!” he yelled threateningly.“You still haven’t answered my question. I guess it doesn’t matter what you say anyways. Zain…” Anthony said while sounding bored.With a flick of the fingers of his free hand, Anthony waved over a man whose name must have been Zain. I watched as Anthony opened his hand as if waiting to receive something.“Yes, Master…” Zain said softly as he came to stand close to Anthony.With a polite bow of his head, Zain placed a handgun into Anthony’s outstretched hand. It felt like time froze for all of us as we all undoubtedly saw the dangerous object that Anthony now held in his hand.Why is Anthony holding a gun?The expression of shock displayed on my parents’ face must have mir
“Shh…Stop asking so many questions,” he said as he took a few steps to close the distance between us.“Who are you?” I asked again as I tried to keep my voice from shaking.Instead of replying to me, he took another step forward which forced me to back away from him. His icy blue eyes stared deeply into mine as if he could see my bare soul. However, I couldn’t read him or what he was thinking at all. His eyes were just empty and cold.I felt something against the back of my legs and glancing back made me realize that he had backed me up against the sofa. It felt like my legs had lost all strength and I naturally flopped down onto the sofa behind me. My heart clenched hard in my chest as he kept on staring at me with a face that looked exactly the same as Anthony’s.What is going on? Who is he? What is going to happen to me?The man leaned down and trapped me in between his arms and the sofa as he brought his face down close to mine at my level. The intense way that he was staring at m
I moaned into our kiss as my head started to feel light. I closed my eyes to focus more on our heated kiss and the only thought that remained in my mind was that of the man in front of me. If I understood things correctly, then the man who was hungrily kissing me as if he was on the verge of devouring me was in fact Antony’s older brother.Honestly, I don’t even remember his name because no one who knew of him really wanted to talk of him. Just like all the things that he is rumored to do and have done; his existence was taboo. Talking about him, referring to him, and also acknowledging his existence was forbidden as if a silent agreement had been signed by the few who knew to forget his existence. The only time that my father brought him up was to warn us of his existence a few years after my sister and Anthony got engaged in an agreement between our two families.“Anthony has an older brother. Actually, he’s not supposed to exist, and we will treat it as such according to his family
“Did you get this wet from a kiss, Leya?” he asked before letting out an amused chuckle.“Don’t call me that!” I yelled as I felt tears stinging the back of my eyes.I glared with narrowed eyes at him as my anger started boiling over. Since learning that he wasn’t Anthony, I could no longer bear to hear him call me by my nickname. It was Anthony who came up with this nickname for me when we were kids, and it was probably the only thing that reminded me of the connection that we used to share. Having this man use that name so carelessly felt like he was soiling the precious memories that I shared with Anthony that I treasured so dearly.He seemed a little startled and his fingers stopped momentarily before they slipped beneath the thin fabric of my panties and began stroking up and down the length of my wet opening. I wanted to drown in my own embarrassment when I let out a moan as his fingers continued to caress the wet hot mess in between my legs mercilessly. The faster his fingers m
His name felt so strange on my lips and that was probably because I had never spoken it out loud before in my life because there was no need to, and I was actually forbidden from saying it. It felt alien to me and the fact that I happened to remember his name while I reached my climax also felt unbelievable. I felt his presence retreating from me and by the time that my mind was clear enough for me to open my eyes and focus, Bradon was already heading for the door. Although I could see that he was leaving, I couldn’t find it in me to call him back because there was no need to.What would I say to him even if I called him back?Recalling his name meant nothing to me because I still knew nothing about this phantom of a man that was supposed to be Anthony’s hidden elder brother. I let out a long sigh as I felt my juices leaking out of my love entrance. My pussy still felt sore from the night before but that wasn’t what occupied my mind. It felt quite relieving to finally be able to put a
“I said, what is Bradon like? You know, as a person, what do you think of him?” I repeated my inquiry again.“Umm…I’m very sorry but I cannot make any comments,” she replied in a soft mumble.“Is that also one of the rules in this place? You can’t say anything about Bradon?” I took a wild guess while thinking that my wild guess might not be too far from the truth.Bella just looked uncomfortable again and I immediately regretted my question. I should have known that I would be stretching my luck too much if I thought that a maid could give me a complete download of what kind of man Bradon is. It was my fault for thinking that she would know anything about him because she worked in his mansion. While going along with the tour, I thought of many things as I listened to Bella talking. No matter which paths my thoughts took, it always seemed to end up at the same destination and running into the same hard solid wall.I let out a sigh while rolling my eyes upward when I was forced to reali
The last time that we spoke, I yelled at her in my frustration when she couldn’t explain to me why I couldn’t leave the mansion. After that, in my fit of rage, I tried to storm my way out. After grabbing a few of my things, I ran out of the mansion just to find out that I couldn’t even make it out of the front door although the door was open and unlocked.“Master Bradon is away on business,” she replied simply without providing any details.“When will he be back?” I asked immediately.“I am unsure of the details,” she replied.“I need to see him. It’s urgent. Is there a way that I can contact him?” I asked with raised eyebrows.“Did the master not give his phone number to you, My Lady?” she asked before smiling a little my way.Is it my fault that that devil of a man didn’t even want to give his wife his phone number?“I guess it slipped his mind…and mine…” I replied with a shrug of my shoulders.Jenna stared at me wordlessly and I stared back at her. After staring at each other for a
“That doesn’t sound so bad…” he replied with a hint of satisfaction in his voice.Now that the light was on, I could see his face and the way that his blue eyes took in my face before slowly drifting down to my chest. His gaze still felt cold and distant. I decided to talk to him directly before I lost my nerve.“It’s good that you’re back. We need to talk,” I said before taking in a deep breath.“Talk? About what?” he asked without showing any interest.The bed shifted slightly under his weight as he moved closer to me. Although he seemed disinterested, the fact that he sat down told me that at least he was willing to listen. My heart leapt in my chest as I felt a twinge of hope that maybe he wasn’t such a heartless person after all.“I heard from many people that work here that you’ve forbidden me to leave this mansion. I want to go outside, so please retract your order,” I requested straightforwardly while telling myself that I was doing the right thing.“Is that all?” Bradon asked
"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