His Bride on His Twin Brother's Bed

Aurora's pov

The day before my wedding was supposed to be a whirlwind of last-minute joy, laughter, and sweet nervousness.

 Instead, I found myself standing motionless on the second-floor corridor of the grand family mansion, my heart pounding as I stared down at a man who looked exactly like my fiancé, Alexander.

Alexander had casually mentioned his twin brother a few times during our relationship. Each time, his voice would grow distant and cold. 

"Just forget about him, Aurora. We aren't on good terms after all."

 He would wave it away like an annoying fly, and I would let the topic die. Families carried their own burdens and old wounds. 

I understood that and never pushed too hard.

 But seeing this man now, standing in the courtyard with that familiar tall frame and striking features, made the past warnings feel suddenly very real.

He was Aridian. And he looked as if he had not wanted to return to this house after so many years away. His posture was tense, his gaze sweeping over the elegant stone walls and manicured gardens with a mix of nostalgia and resentment.

 From up here, the resemblance was almost eerie. Same broad shoulders, same chiseled jaw, same dark hair that fell in that effortlessly handsome way. Even the way he carried himself echoed Alexander so perfectly that it sent a shiver down my spine.

I could hear Alexander's voice floating from the inner room where he discussed final arrangements with the event planner. His tone was warm and affectionate, the way I loved most.

"My wife said she wants pink, so we would cancel the white. Or maybe just bring both cakes, but the pink one isn't negotiable."

A gentle smile spread across my lips. My sweet Alexander. Tomorrow I would stand before him in my white gown and say "I do" to the man who had captured my heart completely. He was thoughtful, reliable, and deeply caring in ways that made every day feel like a blessing.

My best friend Naomi, who had arrived earlier to help with the chaos, suddenly joined me at the corridor railing. She leaned forward, eyes wide with surprise.

"Aurora, your fiancé is downstairs, but your mother-in-law is all over him with hugs and welcoming words. It looks like a full reunion down there."

I let out a soft smirk, my upper teeth peeking out slightly in amusement. 

"Naomi, darling, that is not my husband-to-be. That is Aridian, his twin brother. Remember I told you about him once?"

"OMG," 

Naomi froze, her hand flying to her mouth. 

"They look exactly the same. Like, identical. Won't you go down and welcome him properly?"

"I will," I replied calmly, though a strange unease settled in my chest.

Naomi headed back downstairs while I slipped into the room where Alexander was still focused on his iPad. He barely glanced up as I spoke from the doorway.

"Excuse me, gentlemen. Baby, your twin is here."

"Okay, I will be down in a few minutes," he said without lifting his eyes from the screen. His expression remained neutral, almost indifferent. I could read him well enough by now to know he did not care much about the brother.

Whatever had broken between the brothers ran deep, and Alexander had chosen to move forward without looking back.

I stepped inside fully and changed quickly into my floral simple knee-length gown. The soft fabric hugged my curves gently, perfect for a relaxed evening at home. I ran a brush through my oiled hair, letting the dark waves cascade smoothly over my shoulders.

Pausing at the full-length mirror, I took a moment to admire my reflection. My skin glowed from the recent pampering, my eyes bright with bridal excitement. I looked good. Really good. Ready for whatever this evening would bring.

Outside the building, in the cozy sit-out area, Elena, Alexander's mother, sat beside Aridian with a radiant smile that lit up her entire face. It puzzled me deeply. 

She saw Alexander every single day, yet here she was, treating Aridian's arrival like the return of a long-lost treasure. What was so special about this twin that his presence brought her such visible joy? Alexander looked just like him. 

How could a mother miss one when the other was right there? Perhaps when I gave birth to my own twins someday, I would finally understand that unbreakable maternal bond.

The moment Elena spotted me approaching, she leaped to her feet with excitement and called out loudly,

 "Aurora, go in and tell your husband his twin is back."

'Husband.' 

The word warmed me even though we were not married yet. It felt so close, so real.

I noticed Aridian's expression shift subtly at the mention of his brother. His jaw tightened, and a shadow crossed his eyes. Clearly, he had no great desire to reunite either.

I turned and walked back upstairs to call Alexander a second time. This time, he was already descending the stairs, dressed casually in a simple singlet that showed off his toned arms and black shorts. 

He reached for my hand, interlacing our fingers with that familiar reassuring grip, and we walked down together.

When we reached the sit-out where his mother and brother seated, Alexander pulled Aridian into a hug. Aridian stood up slowly, almost reluctantly, and returned the embrace with stiff arms. His face said everything. 

The tension between them was thick enough to cut with a knife. But I knew Alexander's heart. He was a sweet soul who tried to bridge gaps even when they seemed impossible. Whatever had happened between them, I was certain it stemmed from Aridian's side.

"Welcome, brother," Alexander said warmly, his voice steady.

"I know I'm welcomed, Alex," Aridian replied, the same deep timbre echoing in the air.

Alexander turned to me with a proud smile. "Aurora, come meet my brother."

For a brief second, my brain went completely blank. If I had not known my fiancé was wearing that singlet and shorts, and if not for the tiny black spot on the side of Alexander's neck, a small but crucial detail Aridian lacked, I might not have been able to tell them apart at all.

Their height, their facial features, even the subtle way they carried their voices were mirror images. It was unsettling.

"Aridian, meet my wife Aurora. Darling, meet my twin brother Aridian."

I extended my hand politely. Aridian took it, but his grip was reckless and loose, almost dismissive. I pretended not to notice the rudeness, keeping my smile gracious. This was not the time for conflict.

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Evening arrived, and the family gathered for dinner in the grand dining hall. The long mahogany table gleamed under crystal chandeliers, laden with delicious aromas of roasted meats, fresh salads, and rich sauces. 

I had insisted Naomi join us despite her hesitation about the family-only theme. 

"You are my family too," I had told her firmly. She sat on my left, and Alexander on my right, making me feel safely nestled between them.

Aridian sat directly opposite us, surrounded by other relatives. Throughout the meal, his eyes kept drifting to me. Not casual glances, but lingering, intense stares filled with something dark and lustful.

 It made my skin prickle with discomfort. I reached under the table and held Alexander's hand tightly, drawing strength from his warm, steady presence. His thumb gently stroked my knuckles, calming my racing heart. 

I focused on the conversation, laughing at stories from the relatives and stealing loving looks at my soon-to-be husband. Yet Aridian's gaze never fully left me, like a shadow I could not shake.

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Night fell over the mansion, wrapping everything in quiet anticipation. Alexander had whispered earlier that he wanted our pre-wedding night to belong only to us. 

No interruptions, just the two of us in our private suite. My body had been humming with desire all evening. Alexander was not always the most spontaneous, but when he decided to be intimate, he was masterful.

 He knew exactly how to touch me, how to build the fire until I was lost in pleasure. I had been wet and ready for hours, anticipating his promise that after the wedding, we would make love more often. Tonight, I wanted him desperately.

I strolled back to our room, my heart fluttering. The door clicked softly behind me. He was already lying in bed, covered by a clean white sheet up to his chest. He seemed slightly asleep, which was unusual for him on such a night.

 I noticed the perfume he wore smelled different from his usual fresh, woody scent, but I brushed the detail aside. Love sometimes played tricks on the senses.

I moved to the vanity mirror and performed my night routine carefully, cleansing my face, brushing my hair until it shone, and applying a light moisturizer. My reflection stared back, glowing with bridal radiance.

 Finally, I slipped under the sheets, pressing my body against his. Heat pooled between my thighs as I leaned in and woke him with a deep, passionate kiss, pouring all my longing into it.

His eyes opened slowly.

My blood turned to ice in an instant.

Those eyes were not Alexander's. They burned with a raw, dangerous hunger I had seen across the dinner table earlier.

A predatory desire that sent pure terror racing through my veins.

It was not my fiancé lying beside me in our wedding-eve bed.

It was Aridian.

My heart slammed against my ribs as the horrifying realization crashed over me. The sheets suddenly felt like a trap. Where was Alexander? How had this happened? Aridian's lips curved into a slow, wicked smile as he watched the shock spread across my face.

The night that was meant to be filled with love had twisted into something dark and terrifying.