All Chapters of I Seduced The Wrong Twin and He's a Mafia!: Chapter 1 - Chapter 3

Chapter One: Unrequited CrushANABETH COLLINSI literally crawled down the bed like what you see in horror movies when my alarm clock rang. I lazily dragged myself to the bathroom to take a bath. I roughly have half an hour before school starts. Eh, I may or may not have pressed the snooze button but sue me, I slept late last night!Curse Vampire Diaries and Damon. God, I can stare at that piece of art all day long. "Anabeth! Move faster or you'll be late! Stop dragging yourself to the bathroom! You are a human and not a snake for God's sake!" I rolled my eyes when I heard my Mom's voice from outside. I stood up with a grunt and leaned against the door for support before yawning wide while stretching my arms. Not really a pretty sight to see but who cares? I'm alone anyway. It's the only time I can be myself without worrying about what other people think about me. I stared at myself in the mirror like what I always do before taking a bath. You see, I have never been confident with

Chapter Three: Uriah KingURIAH KINGI wiped the blood off my hands with a sigh, my eyes boring at the three lifeless bodies in front of me. A family of three with multiple stabs in their bodies, leaving them to bleed to death. "Clean this mess. Make sure no one finds out. If there is a witness, make sure they keep their mouths shut." I said like a broken robot without looking at my men. I went to the nearby bathroom to clean my hands and get rid of the evidence, knowing full well that I have men I can trust to cover the evidence and make sure the cops won't find anything. Not that anyone in this country had the power to lock me up. Who would dare go against the Mafia? And harm the heir at that? No one. "Are you really going back home?" Killian, who was leaning against the door, asked me. I pulled out my handkerchief to wipe my face and hands before answering him. "I am. It's been what, ten years since they practically threw me to my uncle's arms, don't you think? It's about time