All's Fair in Love

Prologue

If my life was a movie? Ora book?And I had the chance to pick a title to put on the cover photo on the tragedy that was my life? It would definitely be something like “All’s fair in love and sex”. All in big, bright, bold letters.

And I’m sure I’d sell out almost instantly, because lets face it, who doesn’t love a good old fashioned threesome that gets real messy, realll quick.

CHAPTER ONE

Everyone always said that whenever Silas took of his glasses, he and his twin, Kyler were indistinguishable, and that it was almost impossible to tell them apart. The same facial structure,same build,same White hair, and then that signature Konstantino cherry-red eyes.

But that wasn’t true for me, because even if they both shared the same ridiculously handsome face, it wasn’t that difficult for me to tell them apart.Especially since I’ve had a taste of both their dicks…and neither of them knew it.

Or at least that’s what I thought.

But, before I get into that messy story of how I’ve managed to fuck both my childhood friends, let’s go back to the beginning. Where it all started…for the most part anyway.

Silas, Kyler and me have lived our whole lives together. And although they were four years older than I was, our bond was the kind that went beyond being mere siblings.

Silas has always the matured one who always settled the peace between two dumbasses who argued over everything. And even now that we’re all grown up, Silas naturally joined his fathers’ company, becoming the youngest COO. Which didn’t realy come as a surprise to us. And while he was running the business, Kyler was out forging his own path in life as a musician.

So, where did that leave little ole Louisa Andramos?

Well, I’ll tell you.I would eventually have to pick one of the twins to get married too. Because according to our fathers “…it will make our family ties even stronger…”

Tsk.Easy for them to say, they weren’t the ones being forced to pick between theirbest friends who to marry.Do they not realize how awkward a situation that was? Deciding who to marry after being close friends for more than twenty years?!

I turn twenty two this year, and both our families are expecting an answer from me on who would be my potential life partner. But the truth was, I didn’t want to have to choose who I liked the most, because I liked both of them. I liked having two different versions of the same product.Silas was all intense passion, while Kyler was Fiery.

A perfect mix of a forbidden cocktail.

Do you think I’m disgusting for feeling this way or thinking these shameful thoughts about the same men I considered my brothers? If you think I am, fuck you, because the guilt wasn’t enough to stop myself from craving both brothers either way.I mean, it would have made more sense if I had a favourite and stuck to him, but whenever I closed my eyes, they both flashed in my mind.

Their eyes full of need and lust as they bared down on me and...

“Aye, Lisa! Earth to Lis!” Kyler’s loud baritone voice woke me up from my depraved thoughts and I jumped in my seat, nearly dropping the book that I was holding.

I was stowaway in Alec Konstantino’s cozy library, enjoying my own company. Despite his reputation as a ruthless businessman and strict disciplinarian, Alec, their father, collected books like treasures; his library was one of my favorite places in his beautiful home (apart from his sons’ rooms), and with my parents away in Spain for a few weeks with them, I practically lived at the Konstantinos’. Mona, his wife and my mother’s best friend, had even helped decorate my room. She liked having me around — “the daughter she always wanted,” she’d say. Who could blame her? Two sons and no daughter? If she’d had one, she’d have been as pretty as me, obviously.

“What the hell Kyl?” I let out an annoyed huff as I closed the book I was reading. “Didn’t I tell you not to bother me when I’m in here?” I asked. Knowing fully well that I’ve told him not to bother me unless someone was dying-unless it was him, then he better be dead. But themoron just laughed. A deep husky sound that always made my skin tingle positively whenever I heard it.

And as usual, his White hair was a mess as if he’d just rolled out of bed not too long ago, but even like this he still managed to pull it off. Too well if you asked me.

It wasn’t unusual for me to be in here by this time of the day, naturally the library was my favourite place to be, but Kyler being in here was an unnatural sight. Unlike his twin, Silas who loved books almost as much as I did, Kyler avoided them like the plague. He wasn’t an idiot though, just more practical than sensible.

“Maybe if you weren’t so lost in that book you would have heard me calling your name, Princess.” he quipped, crossing his arms over his chest as he studied my face closely, and I in turn studied his well toned abs that were staring at me now, my went to his toned arms that were crossed over his chest, the black inked tattoo that wrapped around his forearm, all of it so enticing, adding an edge to his already godly apperance…

I remember when he got that.

It was on their 19th birthday, and I was 14 at the time and both our parents had gone on a business trip leaving the twins in charge. Big mistake! Because no sooner than they had left the twins decided to throw a major party and invited some goth chick who set up a tattoo booth in the living room. I got one too, a little devil heart above my hip. After that they got super wasted and partied all night. That was also the night I lost my virgin kiss to one of their best friends that I had been crushing on forever. The guy was obviously older than I was, I think he was 20 at the time it happened.

The twins were NOT happy when they found us both in their room making out. Kyler lost his shit and kicked the guy out, but not before they both beat the shit out of him.Fun times…

“Maybe you weren’t loud enough.” I scoffed as I went back to my book, easily flipping it back to the page I was on. Thank god for book marks. They made my life so much easier because I can never remember where I left off whenever I closed the page. And I would never do something so criminal like creasing up the page.

“Oh yeah?”Kyler’s lips twitched into a grin that said, ‘you little bitch“…from where I stood, it looked as though the book was reading you, than you reading it.” his voice dropped low as he suddenly leaned forward, placing both his hands on the arms of my chair. Now that he was all up in my space I could get a better whiff of that woodsy scent that was predominantly him.

“Or were you just thinking about me?” he purred.

I narrowed my gaze as I leaned forward with a challenging smile hanging off my lips. There was no way in hell I was going to admit any of that to this narcissist. But with the way his red eyes undressed me right now only thing I wanted right now…was him.