Brad's POV Let me wind back the time to refresh your memory. I believe you might perhaps understand the perplexity of the whole situation. While we were returning from high school one morning, Bobby, my twin had caught sight of a girl who needed help. She was riding to school on her bicycle and the wheels of her bicycle were probably bad. Bobby was the outspoken one, yet a bad boy. Bobby had hoped that after he'd helped this pretty dark-haired girl, she would turn out to like him. She didn't. She wasn't interested even when Bobby had told her he would wait for her. And because of his disturbances, I had to step in. I pleaded with Bobby that there were several million girls on earth and he could have any other girl who would love him for who he was. Bobby made fun of my calmness. There was no fun in turning away instead of making a girl forcefully yours if you want her. Those were his exact words. I didn't know his feelings for her had grown into that of an obsession. He wa
Lily's POV After a much closer look at Bradley, I noticed that he didn't have any scar below any of his eye. He did come to pick me up at dusk and that prompted my colleagues to stare at us questioning our closeness. Somehow, I'd felt nervous having a lookalike from my awful experience walking beside me. "I can take a cab, you don't have to worry," I told him, holding my bag tightly in my hand. "A cab? But you don't live far from here, why would you need a cab?" He stared at me in surprise. "I don't want to be a bother," I fanned my hands to myself. "You are not a bother to me, Lily," he eyed me. I nodded. "It's just that," I paused looking at the end of the road, and noticed a silhouette walking briskly by. Bradley noticed me flinch and then turned to where my eyes were looking. He didn't see anything. "Are you alright?" He asked me. "Yeah, yeah. I'm fine," I nodded. He reached for my hand slowly unclasping one from the intense grip of my handbag. He watched my
Bradley's POV I made a deal with my brother, that if he stopped stalking Lily, I wouldn't have to report him to the police about his mechanic garage being used as a port for hard drugs. Bobby was shocked that I knew about it. He thought I made him look stupid. But I was only protecting Lily. And seeing the sweetest part of Lily taught me to want her for myself. I knew Bobby would begin to stalk her and probably go a step higher about his obsession with her if he noticed that I'd stopped escorting her home. He wanted her, but he was only staying away due to our deal. Since I wasn't around her anymore, he would do to her whatever he felt like doing. I took the umbrella which was propped against my desk despite the nagging urge telling me not to care about her. Next, I switched off the lights in my office and ushered myself out. Avanti Company which I worked at was a 5-minute drive to Lily's place of work, I believed I would be able to catch up with her using the rain as an excuse
Bradley's POV I recognized desire in the depths of her eyes. But no matter how much I wanted her, I couldn't do this to her. No matter how much my bulge responded to her touches, I couldn't think of myself making love to her. "I'm sorry, Lily. I can't do this," I said. She was confused as she watched me pull away from her. And when she reached out to me again, I had jerked the door open and raced out into the storm. I was only around her to protect her, and not to make love to her. Although I wished to make her mine, but I would be no different from my brother if I took advantage of her vulnerability. But how long would my self-control last? Fortunately, I got home and peeled myself out of my soggy clothes and shoes. Then I took a warm bath and my mind drifted towards Lily. I shouldn't have left her all to herself, but I knew if I hadn't I would have succumbed to making out with her. She was so delicate not to be soiled by my randy desires. She deserved so much more. Inten
Bradley's POV While on the road to Lily's house, I was waylaid and beaten by thugs. Afterward, they robbed me of whatever was on me. I didn't recognize any of these thugs, so I'd presumed they were robbers. I would not in my wildest dreams consider my twin, Bobby as the orchestrator of this wicked scheme. I managed to get to Lily's house after changing out my smeared clothes. But she had already left for work. With a grievous shrug, I took a ride to Avanti. I would see her later and probably warn her about Bobby. "Hello, Stephano," I called as I entered the eatery after the day's work. Stephano looked up at me, his lips curled up in a slow smile. He was alone at the counter, and the room was almost empty except for a middle-aged man eating by the window. "The lover boy, don't tell me you're back so soon." I nodded to that, obviously misunderstanding what he meant by that. "I just closed from work." "You've been showing Lily off quite a lot today. I dare say you are over th
Lily's POV There was something odd about the way Bradley kissed me. His lips once forceful were harsh, subtle, and questioning. His eyes which held a glint of desire also had in them so many questions."Let's go to my place," he resumed kissing me."Okay, okay. If you insist, I have to pick some clothes for tomorrow. I know you're worried about Bob," I tried a deep throaty laugh.His brows arched. "So, it's Bob now, huh?"I couldn't tell if his tone was sarcastic or if he was merely playing the jealous boyfriend. Was he jealous that I was mentioning his brother's name?I slapped him playfully on his chest, turned to my door, and unlocked it. He didn't follow me, that was unlike him. Bradley had been hovering around me throughout the date, he had everyone who cared to listen that he was in love with me. Afterwards, he insisted we make out in a cozy hotel which I found enjoyable.Now, he was back because he was worried about Bobby. The same Bob whom he had praised while we were togethe
Bradley's POV Fury still boiled within me, and for that, it kept me up till I was sure Lily was asleep. I pulled myself from her entangled arms, reached for my shirt, and started out the door. Lily was damn sure about someone watching us, and I knew in the depths of my heart that it could be Bobby. Was he watching us while I made love to my woman? Yes, he did love her first but she was my woman. I earned her love but he never did win her heart. I started towards the garage, hoping to meet him there. I rolled the gate open and walked myself in. Bobby was sprawled across a car that had broken windows. He puffed a thick smoke from the cigar in his mouth when he noticed my presence. He was alone in the quiet dark. "I've been waiting for you," Bobby's voice echoed. "I'm glad you know why I'm here. Now, you're faking me while you take advantage of her body?" I gnarled. He let out a shaky laugh, then jumped down from the car, barechested. "I didn't even have to do so much. L
Lily's POV We were making wild love everywhere and every day before we left for work and whenever we returned. Love was sweet like honey gotten from a hive. I just didn't realize it would hurt this much."What's wrong, Bradley?" I asked, noting his face when he received a call one evening."My boss changed plans." His brows twitched as he caressed his temple."What plans?" He sighed, laying by my side while he pulled me close. "I hadn't voiced this to you 'cause I thought it wasn't important. My boss wanted someone who would go with him on a two-day trip. Initially, he picked his secretary. But she had called in sick, and now I'm to take her place." Bradley explained to me.While he explained, my fingers toyed with the hairs surrounding his chest down to his tummy. When he had first made love to me in my house, the hair hadn't been this massive on his chest.How had they suddenly grown when next we made love at his place?"Are you listening to me?" He tilted my chin."Yeah, I am. Is
I wished I could spin back the hands of time while we still made love and we bid the worries of the world away from us. Bad things were meant to happen to bad people - maybe karma was finally rewarding them for the atrocities of the past - but it shouldn't be happening to Alexandro, a man I had hopelessly and completely fallen in love with. Alexandro had to leave me wearing his briefs, stride to the door when he heard Ramsey's call. "Boss, there's trouble," there was fear evident in Ramsey's eyes. On hearing that, I jumped out of the bed instantly - hoping I would be brisk enough to wear in my disguise. "Trouble?" Alexandro's bugging eyes shifted, trying to take a peek behind Ramsey. But what followed next was an explicit shocker. Someone shot Ramsey from behind. The bullet whisked through Ramsey's neck, while blood spluttered unto Alexandro's face. Ramsey fell against Alexandro - fading out gradually as he held the part of his affected neck. Alexandro looked up and me
I let out an involuntary moan as he guided himself inside of me. "I've known you were a woman since the very first day you took the poison drink, lying in my bed while being attended by my doctor," his eyes locked with mine. I should be pushing him off at this confession, I should be! But why was my body saying the exact opposite. He kissed me again - intensely like he had been wanting to do that for a long time. "I fuck... king hate you," I gasped in between as he gradually thrusted into me. "Do you?" He smirked, holding me securely as our bodies meshed in heat and sweet lovemaking. "How do you think you've lasted till this very moment, what about the swimming pool, the very presence of you in my office, the fake chest....," he trailed on, slamming into me without giving me a break in between. What? He gave me the fake chest, how? I was just too dumb not to have realized that the present had been from him. My hand touched the walls behind me as my body began to shak
I didn't hesitate.I pulled off my long sleeved Tee top, then my fake chest came into view. Everyone had their eyes glued on my body, I definitely didn't look like a woman. The colour of the fake chest was the exact colour of my skin.Whoever had sneaked in the fake chest wasn't Maurice, I concluded. It was someone amongst Alexandro's men who certainly knew what was going on."Do you intend I unbuckle my trousers as well?" I must have sounded thoroughly mad.Where had my audacity spilled from? Alexandro cocked a brow for a spilt second. Many of the men in the room were aware of how Alexandro found a fancy towards me, and so many thought I was keying into that."No, that would be all," Alexandro cleared his throat, turning to face both Damain and Marcus."Which one of you brought such claims to me?" "I did," Damian stretched his lips widely.Alexandro dug his hand to the back of his trousers, pulled out a pistol and directed the gun at Damain. The sound of the barrel silenced Damain
I was a little too late to press the button beneath the desk. Quickly, I crouched down beneath the desk, heard Bruno walk into Alexandro's office while muttering something to himself."No one is in here," someone was saying to him from the open door.Maybe, that could be Ramsey but this particular voice sounded different, deep and heavy with a southern accent. It could be any other person amidst Alexandro's men, hoping it wasn't what I was thinking. I held my breath, praying no one moved close to the fall-front desk where I was hiding."I could have sworn that they were both here. He was right here with Suarez... You should have stabbed Suarez when you had the chance instead, that dude just gets on my nerves, I needed him out of the way..," Bruno put in.My hands curled into balls of fury. I finally got half of my answers, Bruno was talking to the person who had actually tried to kill me. And who could that killer be?And Bruno could possibly be the reason why Alexandro had been shot.
He tasted of smoke, weed, and coke.And the way his hungry, ravaging mouth sought the contours of my mouth had me clinging to him.The more I tried to pull free from the kiss - the more his ravaging mouth punished me for such betrayal.My head was slowly spinning - like I was gradually on something high. I knew the implications of being kissed by a heavy weed taker.Yet, his tongue would forcefully plunge into my mouth curling and sucking what was left of me.His hands tore my jacket apart - this wasn't good. I needed to stop being kissed before he discovered that I was a woman.My hands which had tried to push him off felt something sticky from his side - he wrenched his mouth from me, groaning as my hands traced the sticky substance.Blood.I gasped. "You're hurt," I said, looking into his eyes. "I should get Bruno," I added."No, no, no. Not Bruno," he forced the words through clenched teeth, rolling away from me while holding onto his side.Blood sluiced between his splayed finger
My eyes widened as I felt the rope tighten around my neck. I frantically scrambled for the knife I'd also retrieved from behind my mirror and stuck it into the side pocket of my trousers. My fingers closed around it just in time despite the shooting pain coursing around my neckline. With a surge of adrenaline, I managed to slice through the rope, feeling it give way beneath me. I plummeted to the floor, my bones cracking upon impact. A searing pain shot through my wrist as I struggled to catch my breath. Gritting my teeth, I assessed the damage – hoping to the heavens that it wasn't a broken wrist. Ignoring the agony, I hauled myself to my feet whilst shaking my wrist to fix the sprain, my eyes scanned the room as I entered the mansion through the front door. No signs of my attacker. Who could that possibly be? The door was still open, and I could have sworn I saw a glimpse of Ramsey's jacket disappearing around the corner. Determined to confront him, I set off in pursuit,
Jacqueline's pov Bruno! My head snapped to the entrance. Ramsey must have told him something about what had happened at the warehouse, and Bruno wanted to report to Alexandro. Alexandro wrenched his head to Bruno who was walking towards us. My cheeks blossomed to the color of a rose as Bruno's eyes jammed into mine, and I turned my head sideways to hide my embarrassment. "What is it?" Alexandro's voice was heavy with disdain for the abrupt interruption. "There is a call..," Bruno intoned. "Is it important?" Alexandro hadn't pulled himself free from our embrace, his rod was firmly hard and I was certain if it weren't for Bruno, Alexandro wouldn't have been done with me. "It's Dante," Bruno put in. Alexandro's hands captured my waist and placed me on the marble floor while my legs dipped into the water, and with a lazy smile on his face, he started floating away. My heart was thumping wildly, and I was trying not to look nervous. I could still feel Bruno's gaze li
My heels clicked against the marble floor as I walked through the corridors and memories drifted into me. Marcus and I had met when I needed a place to stay, I was processing my admission into the agency four years ago in Detroit. My best friend, Lori who I didn't know was secretly fighting cancer had introduced me to Marcus. Marcus was sweet at the time we'd met, and since we lived as roommates in his house - we gradually fell in love. But Marcus had secrets, he knew about my dream about being a secret agent and he taunted and mocked me occasionally for it. Unbeknownst to me, he was hiding the fact that he was a chief leader of a gangster group in Downtown. When I discovered it, I threatened to expose him to the authorities and he laughed me off and beat me to a pulp. That was a day I would never forget. I managed to escape that night back to Lori's apartment, only to discover by her landlady that Lori had passed on two weeks back. I have never remained the same ever since
Jacqueline's pov The drive Downtown had been silent, and I was grateful for it. Ramsey was careful to pull out the bags of cash and we started towards the warehouse.Two figures stood on the drive way by the warehouse, they wore dark shades from their appearances."Jacqueline?" My body froze. Even with my disguise, I was still recognizable.Ramsey snapped his eyes towards me and back at the middleman who had called my name. He was spiked-haired amongst the three men with a heavy beard.It was unethical to have our suppliers know us by our names. I jerked my head up to meet the familiar eyes of my once ex-boyfriend and my heart began to race.Memories of how we broke up four years back broke through me. I hadn't been Marcus whenever I usually accompanied Bruno Downtown, why then was Marcus' face popping out of nowhere?But I had to feign not recognizing him instead, "Are the supplies in stock?" I asked the men in front of me.One of them unzipped the two hefty bags in front of us, ki