Played By The Billionaire Twins

AMY'S POV. "Please get yourself together, Amy.” Grasping my resume as if it held the answer to my whole life, I muttered under my breath. "You’ve got this. " The tall glass building was glittering under the mid-morning sun, almost taunting me. With trembling fingers, I handed the driver some cash and got out.My name is Amy Walters. I've been an aspiring model since I graduated from modelling school, and I've been getting rejected by every company and agency. But I'm not giving up on my long-awaited dream as a supermodel, as I still crave to stand on a stage and shine. My black stiletto heels clicked loudly against the sidewalkThis is it. I tugged at my tight crimson body-con dress, the hem near inappropriately low but that was what I wanted. The deep V neckline dropped enough to grab attention and turn heads, whereas the daring red lipstick on my full lips yelled confidence, though I was a nervous wreck inside. My long black hair tumbled in free waves down my back, swaying as I

AMY'S POV"This is a bad idea. A really, really bad idea."I stood paralyzed on Liam Carter's porch, gripping the address card in my hand so hard that the nails pierced into the palm flesh. My heart and chest burned, my belly constricting with fear. Everything within me yearned to turn around and run, never having thought to do something like this. But my legs didn't obey.I breathed in deeply, looking up at the enormous door. It was formidable, as was the man who stood behind it.“You need this, Amy. You need this more than anything.” These were Britney's words that continued to echo in my mind. “You think those supermodels got to the top where they are by playing innocent? They have probably done worse things for the spotlight. If you wanna make it in this industry, you need to do what it takes. Nobody cares about your morals, Amy. They care about results.” I swallowed hard. I hated the fact that she was right. I'd worked so hard and for so long, trying to have every single thing

AMY'S POVI stood in front of the Lords of Fashion building, gazing at the glass tower skyscraper building design that holds my fate within their hands. Today was the day. My lifelong dream was finally here. Since I was little, I've always browsed pages of fashion magazines and wished that I was one of the models on it.I ought to be filled with excitement, yet all I felt was this overwhelming fear.For that dream cost me something. A price that I begged and bargained for, last night.Liam's touch and kisses branded my skin, and I hated that my body still wanted him. Hated that he'd managed to flip everything on me, that I'd entered that room thinking that I was in charge—only to have exited that room knowing that he'd manipulated me effortlessly.And here I was returning to his world, not as an aspiring model, chasing her dream but as a woman who sold herself to a man who saw her as a means of entertainment.I straightened my back, jutting out my chin so that I would look assertive a

AMY'S POVI seethed with anger at the red dot on my arm where the doctor had administered the birth control shot. My skin still cringed at the cold, icy alcohol swab, but it wasn't the shot that made me feel so empty in my chest. That was just the result of my choices."Avoid sex for a week at least, for the shots to be effective," said the doctor in that professional tone that never failed to make me nauseous.I nodded, thanked him, and walked out of the clinic with this strange numbness.Of course, Liam had it all planned out. Even after I'd consented, it felt like some other part of my body beyond my control. I should be thanking my lucky stars that I would not have to face the consequences of last night, yet I still felt drained.I needed a drink.I stopped at the liquor store and grabbed a bottle of wine to bring home. I couldn’t talk to anyone about this but atleast i could celebrate with brittney. I'd done what I'd originally set out to do. I was fulfilling my dream, That was t

LEON'S POVI rubbed my temple as I scrolled through slides on my laptop. Pictures and samples of cloth, sketches, designs and approval forms—all awaiting my signature.Liam’s signature technically but it was mine to sign.No one in the company knew about my existence. Beyond was the world and the face of my twin brother, Liam Carter, and he was the only known face of our company.And I was the brains behind the scene, the creative energy behind the brand from day one. And I wanted it to remain that way. I wasn't born an introverted freak, I loved hanging out with my parents and Liam, but after that fateful accident 15 years ago, I became scared of the outside world, and found comfort in just being surrounded by my own space, and hated leaving the house. And because I never wanted to be involved in the media and public attention, I made Liam take all the glory for all our achievements alone, leaving my name and face out of the picture. But there were times I couldn't avoid it, there