The bedroom door slams open, making me jump. I turn my head to see who it is that intruded on my bedroom and hold back my scoff. There, standing just a few feet away from me, is Dominic Knightsbridge. How do I know it is him when he and Liam were wearing the same suit at the club? Simple, he had the top half of his shirt undone, revealing the gold chain he wore around his neck.
His deep brown eyes meet my blue ones, and a look of lust and love washes over them. Before I could move, Dominic had taken just four strides to reach my side, slamming his lips onto mine. The taste of beer assaults me as he pushes his tongue past my lips, tangling it with mine. A moan involuntarily escapes my lips while strong arms scoop me from my seat and flush against a familiar hard chest. This was definitely Dominic, as he was the only one I noticed having bees tonight.
Dominic carries me to the bed, gently lying me down before crawling between my legs and hovering above me, his lips moving from my lips to my neck, leaving me gasping for breath.
“Say my name Aurora.” He groans out in a plea. My mouth opens, Liam’s name on the tip of my tongue, but I freeze. What would happen if I said Dominic’s name instead?
“Aurora, my northern lights, say my name.” Dominic repeats more firmly, nipping at my skin and making me moan.
“Dominic.” I say in a breathy whisper. He stills, his body going as rigid as his hard cock pressed against me.
“What did you say?” He asks, his eyes snapping to mine with shock and adoration.
“I said Dominic.” I answer, feeling bolder.
“I know you’re not Liam. I was there tonight at the club.” I admit, the words tumbling from my mouth before I can stop them. Dominic stays silent, his mouth opening and closing like a fish before he bursts into laughter, the sound filled with happiness and relief.
“God, Aurora, I have been dying for you to say my name.” He says in between laughter, pushing away from me and taking a seat on the edge of the bed.
“I have been wanting to tell you who I am and how much I love you, but I have been trying to find the right moment so that Sheryl and my idiot of a brother could not hurt you.” He adds, looking over his shoulder at me. My heart skips a beat at his confession, but I push it aside. This could be another plot to Sheryl’s twisted mind games.
Pushing myself into sitting up, I scoot to the other side of the bed and watch Dominic with a narrowed gaze. He continues to chuckle, running fingers through his hair as he does his best to calm down. I can tell that Dominic is drunk but lucid. Not only that, but I feel deep down in my gut that I am not in danger around him. Instinct tells me I can trust him, and I have always relied on my instinct; it’s why I was able to swindle so much money from Liam before falling for him – well, before falling for the sweet side of him that I now know is Dominic.
“You know, people think Liam and I are identical twins, but we aren’t” Dominic says after a moment of silence settles between us.
“We are actually fraternal twins, but Liam had cosmetic surgery done to make him look more like me.” My eyes widen in shock at this, but I stay silent, wanting Dominic to tell me more.
“It was Sheryl’s idea, stating it would make fooling girls easier with her little plans.” He scoffs at this, leaning back on his hands and looking towards the large bay window, the rain still pitter-pattering on the glass.
“When we were younger, Sheryl and her sisters came over for play dates all the time. We would play pranks on the maids and butlers, confuse guests at parties my mother threw. Hell, we had the staff believing they were hallucinating some days with the tricks we played. But then Liam and I started looking different.” Dominic sighs, climbing to his feet and make his way to the bay window. I let out the breath I did not know I was holding with the slight distance between us as Dominic watches outside, his brows furrowed while he is deep in thought.
“On his eighteenth birthday, Liam had plastic surgery so that he could look more like me. Sheryl egged him into it. That’s when I realized just how twisted she was.” He sighs, turning to look at me with eyes full of sincerity.
“Liam would have me stand in for him in college when he was healing from his multiple plastic surgeries. I remember watching you with Sheryl long before she set her sights on you as her target. I thought you were the most beautiful girl I had ever seen.” He steps towards the bed slowly, his eyes searching mine. I stay silent, thinking back to my college days. Back then, I knew about Liam, the stoic school heart throb all girls wanted. I had only saw him from a distance at the time, not wanting to get to close to the elite.
“I was going to approach you, to ask you out, but at the time I was pretending to be my brother. Then Liam healed from his surgeries and came back and the next thing I knew, you were dating him. I thought maybe you had fallen for my brother like the other girls and decided to move away, to let you be happy.” Dominic pauses, letting out a self depreciating chuckle that tugs at my heart. He sounded so broken that I thought about inching closer to him, to hug him and tell him its okay.
“I cam back a year ago to Sheryl bragging about how they were playing with you, toying with your life for their own amusement. When she recommended Liam and I switched places and I pretend to be him again, I knew that was my chance to save you. If I could have you fall in love with me, I could tell you the truth and take you away from here.”
“And then I came to the club and heard the conversation.” I state quietly, getting a smirk from Dominic’s lips.
“And then you came to the club and heard everything.” He agrees, his eyes shining in the light.
“I love you, Aurora. I have loved you since the day I saw you on campus petting that stray cat. I couldn’t watch Sheryl, Liam, and their friends hurt you, so I started planning, started recording every conversation about this game they were playing.” Dominic confesses, his words filled with heartfelt sincerity. I close my eyes, taking a deep breath while I process his words.
“What was your plan with all this evidence?” I ask, feeling the bed dip beside me.
“To expose Sheryl and my brother and take you to Toronto.” He answers. My eyes fly open and I find Dominic staring at me.
“I have my own businesses there; I could help you start a new life whether you want me in it or not. I just want you to be happy.” His fingers squeeze my hand gently as he says this and the sincerity Dominic has towards me makes me look away. I thought he was just like the rest of the elites, using me for their own entertainment, but it seems like he truly wanted me to be happy.
“If you truly love me like you say you do, would you be willing to give me every piece of evidence you collected?” I ask, not daring to meet Dominic’s gaze.
“I can give it to you right now.” Once again shocked by his words, my head snaps up to look at Dominic as he releases my hands. He stands, reaching into his pocket, and pulls out a card, handing it to me. For a moment, I am left confused as I turn the card over in my hand. It isn’t until I notice a small line along the top that I bent back and I realize this card was a U.S.B.
“Everything is on this, and I have back up copies if you need them. What ever you want to do to Sheryl and her little lap dogs, I will support you.” Dominic says, his deep voice filled with such conviction that I blush as my heart skips a few more beats.
“Go have a shower. I can tell you the plan tomorrow.” I whisper, deciding then and there that I was going to give Dominic a chance. I know now that Liam never touched me and that the baby inside my belly was Dominic’s. If he was willing to give me evidence that could destroy his brother’s life, then I can trust him to be the father my baby needs.
As if sensing my acceptance of him, Dominic bends forward, placing a soft, gentle kiss on top of my head before making his way to the bathroom. I wait for the shower to turn on before I slip the U.S.B. into my purse before climbing into bed once again. I was exhausted; my body and mind having gone through a lot today. As soon as my head hits my pillow, I feel sleep take me.
Sitting at the dining room table, my laptop in front of me, I go through the contents of the U.S.B. Dominic gave me last night, confirming with my own eyes that he was telling me the truth. Every little detail about Sheryl’s game was unfolding before me with each video he had managed to capture, and my excitement turned into pure glee at knowing my so-called wedding day will be the Knightsbridge’s and Crow’s downfall. The elite of Vancouver City who seemed so untouchable will become laughing stocks in the public eye.Dominic had left about an hour ago, slipping a simple silver bracelet onto my wrist before he did and telling me that he loved me. I did not respond to the sentiment since I was not sure if I was in love with him or not, but my heart did skip a beat with his gentle kiss as he told me to eat well and stay safe, something I realized Liam never did. This care and consideration was only a Dominic thing, and it made me want to trust him more, to lean
Strong yet gentle lips kissing along my neck slowly bring me from my sleep. Hands were slowly roaming my body, groping me, claiming me possessively. A small moan escapes my lips when fingers pinch my nipples, sending ripples of pleasure through me.“Good morning, Aurora.” A soft, deep voice calls out. Opening my eyes, I find deep brown eyes watching me.“Dominic?” I ask, wanting to make sure that it was indeed the right twin in my bed still.“One and the same, baby.” He confirms, a smirk gracing his lips. I blink, searching for any hint that it may be a lie, but I catch sight of the chain he wore yesterday and sigh with relief.“Happy to know I am not Liam?” Dominic asks, dipping his head to nip at the sensitive skin of my neck. I moan again, my hands moving to clutch his hair as he kisses and licks along my sensitive skin. He was between my legs, his hard cock pressed against my entrance and I realize that some time between when he climbed into bed after
The bedroom door slams open, making me jump. I turn my head to see who it is that intruded on my bedroom and hold back my scoff. There, standing just a few feet away from me, is Dominic Knightsbridge. How do I know it is him when he and Liam were wearing the same suit at the club? Simple, he had the top half of his shirt undone, revealing the gold chain he wore around his neck.His deep brown eyes meet my blue ones, and a look of lust and love washes over them. Before I could move, Dominic had taken just four strides to reach my side, slamming his lips onto mine. The taste of beer assaults me as he pushes his tongue past my lips, tangling it with mine. A moan involuntarily escapes my lips while strong arms scoop me from my seat and flush against a familiar hard chest. This was definitely Dominic, as he was the only one I noticed having bees tonight.Dominic carries me to the bed, gently lying me down before crawling between my legs and hovering above me, his lips movin
Entering the mansion feeling dejected, I call out for Helen and let her know I have returned home. She greets me instantly, appearing from the kitchen door, wiping her hands on her apron.“That was, Miss Aurora.” She notes, her brows furrowed with concern.“The storm got too bad, and I figured coming home was safer than being out.” I lie smoothly, giving her the practiced smile I have used many times at Liam’s work events.“Ah, I see. Would you like something warm to drink to help chase the chill of the storm away?” Helen asks, and I instantly say yes, asking for her famous hot chocolate. Helen smiles happily, telling me to go change into some warm clothes and that the hot chocolate will be ready in a few minutes. Thanking her, I head up the stairs and into my room, deciding that I needed to call Mira as soon as I changed into some comfortable clothing.As soon as I reach my room, the first thing I do is dig the pregnancy test out of my purse and throw it and anything related to it in
The drive home in the rain was spent with me fighting back the tears threatening to spill. At times, I had to pull over to take a deep breath and stop myself from falling apart before I made it safely home. Home. This mansion I lived in was not home, but a prison, a stage created by Sheryl, Liam, and their friends for their own entertainment.I met Sheryl in college as my roommate and learned through her drunken ramblings when she thought I was asleep that she loved playing twisted pranks that ruined people’s lives. I listened in as she reminisced about a prank she pulled on her “friend” in high school. The girl was a scholarship kid like me, planning to get into a good college or university and make something of her life. From what Sheryl said, this girl fell for the silver-spoon friend Sheryl set this girl up with.Sher fell for the rich kid chasing her. For the flowers, luxury goods, and expensive dates, thinking she had met her prince charming. But she never gave up studying or he
Pulling into the parking lot of the Starsign Club, I shut off the engine and closed my eyes for a moment, taking in a deep breath and calming my nerves. The rain was beginning to pitter-patter against my windshield, reminding me about the storm coming in that Helen had warned me to be careful of. Climbing out of my car, I scurry towards the front door and flash the guard, David, a smile. He waves me on through, much to the annoyance of the waiting club goers.“Sorry guys, but she is V.I.P. and friends with the owners.” David says, and I catch him shrugging his shoulders unapologetically. Owners? Did he just say Owners? I thought only Sheryl owned the Starsign Nightclub.Confused, I make my way through the club, squeezing past the dancing crowd holding my purse to my chest. It doesn’t take long to reach the steps that lead to the V.I.P. section, and I nod to the two bouncers standing on either side, watching as shock, then pity, flicker through their gazes before allowing me to pass. I