All Chapters of The Alpha Twins : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

TRISTAN'S POVStaring at my brother, a wicked smile lit up my face. Gone were the days when I was afraid of his words, gone were the days when I actually considered his words. Now his words meant little to me. They were like chaff, they were like pouring water on a duck's back. It was impossible to talk me out of what I was about to do. It was impossible for me to sit down and watch them embarrass and humiliate the courtroom that our very ancestors had stepped foot in. It wasn't as if I really cared,but I knew that that was a step in my quest to be the great Alpha.And if I was going to indeed be the great Alpha, then I had to start resuming my duties. I had to start making sure I was going to act like a true Aloha would, without fear and without remorse. I wasn't one to be scared, and I wanted them to not only know that, I wanted them to see that. And that was why I was smiling evilly at my twin brother, the evil glint in my eye I was sure was now visible. I was ready to introduce

EMILIA'S POV As soon as I ended the call with Orion, I found Elena behind me, looking at me with a brilliant smile on her lips. Beside her was the waiter which had turned into her companion in the days that followed after our meal at the restaurant. I could see in their eyes a twinkle and a glow you only found in the eyes of couples after sexual satisfaction. They looked very happy together, and I made a mental note to ask her what her plans were for him. “Well, if it isn't Emilia starting to talk to the love of her life again after setting what I'd define as ridiculous boundaries. You never cease to amaze me, babe.”I scoffed, slipping my phone into my pocket. I had been trying to do some paperwork when my phone rang, the shrill sound of my ringtone drawing me out of the reverie and the intense thinking I was doing by throwing myself into my work in a bid to forget that Orion Ironclaw was yet to call me. And when I saw the caller ID, I nearly jumped for joy. I was excited, I was

TRISTAN'S POV Telling Christopher to drive me as fast as he could to the continental express hotel, I fled the palace, looking back quite a good number of times. God, j was afraid. I was scared that someone had seen Sarah enter my room, that someone had heard our conversation even. I was annoyed, I was upset. How dare she!Not only had she suggested that she was going to reveal our secret, she was suggesting that she wouldn't be able to keep it a secret again. I had almost gone crazy after she made that declaration. The guts! The effrontery! It was at that moment I knew that something had to be done. This wasn't an issue that could be resolved amicably in the palace. This wasn't an issue that had to even remain within the four walls of the palace, let alone my room. No, at that moment, the case was now bigger than me. And the sooner I shut her up, the better. I lit a cigarette, staring out of the window and looking at the bright lights and the movement of the people, trying to d

EMILIA'S POV I escorted my best friend to the airport, trying my best not to cry. Why she was going on the day that I had my big date, I had no idea. It hurt me because I knew what I could benefit from her being there, that there was going to be no awkwardness at all and that Orion was going to like her as well. So far we were in the taxi, and I found out that I couldn't even say a word. I wasn't scared, I was angry and annoyed. I didn't know how to express myself to her, and it upset me that my emotions were just a truckload of bullshit at the moment. I wanted her to finish her nurse training program, but at the same time I wanted her to stay with me. I needed someone like her in my house, someone that made me feel good about myself constantly and wasn't a bore.Someone that never bullied me about getting involved with two brothers. Someone that never called me a whore, at least. She was my best friend, she was Elena. She stared at me, eating the chips I had purchased a few minu

EMILIA'S POVI woke up, startled. I was in a dark room that had very little light, and my hands were tied to the chair I was sitting on. My eyes were already heavy from what I presumed was the brilliant light that had been the first thing my eyes had seen as soon as I opened them. My arms felt like lead and my head was pounding. It took me a while to recollect what had happened to me, why I was in a chair and why I was in a dark room, tied to a chair. When I remembered, the tears began to drop from my eyes without restraint, the free flow making me know that for the past two to three months, I had been shedding tears constantly. All I wanted was to go home, but here I was, in a tied chair because I had once dated a maniac, a mad man and a lunatic that cared only about himself and didn't want his brother to have me even though we had nothing in common anymore. That was the story of my sad life. It seemed the guard who had been instructed to watch over me heard my tears because the