Diana did not look impressed at my lack of reaction to her teasing words. Although, I did realize that if I hadn't called her out on her act, we would probably be doing it right now. Any fool who couldn't tell the two sisters apart would have surely fallen into her trap."You know, I really hate you," she confessed before smiling sweetly at me."Then get off of me already," I said, with the warning edge in my voice."Not yet. We need to talk," she said as she pressed her hands on top of my shoulders as if they would help keep me in place.I had no idea why she needed to be sitting on top of me for us to have a decent conversation. Diana's mind seemed to be racing as her eyes started to dart to the side, and I couldn't help but wonder what she was trying so desperately hard to figure out."This is going to sound quite crazy. I hate you, but for some reason, I feel like I can trust you now. Maybe it's because you can tell that I'm not Dahlia," she said before she hesitated. My patience
Thankfully, both the interview and shoot for the magazine ended early, and I was able to make it back quickly to the hospital."Lady Diana," one of the bodyguards said when they saw me."Please move aside, I need to see my sister right away," I said hurriedly. However, instead of stepping aside and opening the door for me right away, the guards glanced at each other with a hesitant look on their faces, as if they weren't sure about what to do. That was when it occurred to me that Diana wasn't the only person inside my hospital room."Is Bradon here?" I asked, trying to keep my tone calm.He called to tell me that he would come and pick me up. I should have told him that I had to go out in Diana's place because she suddenly fell sick. Although I doubted that he would agree to letting me take my sister's place for the photoshoot, maybe I should have told him anyway. My body froze in place, and I found that I wasn't sure what to do. Bradon was clearly inside with Diana right now.My hear
Bradon was supposed to pick me up from the hospital, but I had to take my sister's place at her magazine interview and photoshoot. Diana was supposed to be sick in bed. When Bradon arrived to pick me up, he should have met Diana, who was supposed to explain my absence. I wasn't sure how things were supposed to turn out, but Bradon making out with my sister while I was away surely surpassed even my wildest imagination."Are you feeling alright, miss?" the driver asked as he glanced at me through the rearview mirror. I quickly turned away to hide my face because I feared that he might recognize me. "I'm fine. Please just continue driving; I'll pay you, that's not a problem," I said to reassure him while hating just how broken and upset I sounded. My voice was cracking, and it sounded like my throat was dry. I could feel the taxi driver staring at me through the rearview mirror for a moment before redirecting his attention back to the road. I could no longer ignore the tears streaming
‘You told me that he was beyond amazing in bed. Maybe I should see for myself whether or not that is true…’My sister's teasing words came back to me, and they never felt so threatening as they did at that moment. Although I knew that she wasn't purely joking about it, I also didn't think that she would end up acting on it either. I also never counted on something like that happening when the two of them were left alone together while I was out doing Diana a favor. I was beyond angry at my sister and her lack of restraint, but then I realized that Diana had always been this way. I just never thought that she would seduce Bradon given the fact that she knew about my relationship with him. That thought gave me pause, as I wondered what kind of relationship I actually have with Bradon. After all, just as my sister correctly pointed out, I wasn't his real wife, and we were not really married. The fact remained that, despite all of our sexual relations, there wasn't supposed to be any rom
I wondered what Bradon was doing and if the two of them just continued on where they had left off after I practically ran out of the room. Now that my sister had returned, it felt like there was no room for me anymore. I felt like no one wanted or needed me anymore and once again I was reminded of the fact that perhaps I was nothing more than a spare and a stand-in for my sister. The only person who wanted me and was a little dependent on me was Desmond, with his twisted idea of how to incorporate me into his grand scheme."I guess it might rain all night," I mumbled to myself. The sound of the rain beating down echoed all around me to the extent that I could barely hear myself. Strangely, despite the loud sound of the wind and rain, I managed to find some peace and solace. I leaned back and let out a loud sigh before closing my eyes as if it would help erase everything from my mind. The only relief to the pain was the fact that I knew that I would not be disturbed and until I felt li
Slowly, as if he was taking care to make sure that everything would work out perfectly, his hand reached out to capture the side of my face before his lips slowly inched closer to mine.He's going to kiss me...I thought that I had been brought under a binding spell as his lips approached mine. It felt like everything that I had been waiting for and dreaming of was about to come true at that very moment. It felt like if our lips met, my life would take a drastic turn for the better. For a moment everything just felt so right; however, in the very next instance it felt like everything was spiraling out of my control. My body stiffened and refused to move the way that I wanted to as if every fiber of my being was resisting what was about to come. My mind struggled to understand the feelings swirling in the depths of my heart and the way that my body was behaving. Anthony was about to kiss me, but for some strange reason that I did not understand, I didn't desire his kiss."I... I..." I
I felt so lucky that he found me, and I was so happy that I couldn't stop crying, although I was certain that Brandon never thought that I was crying tears of joy as he held me in his arms."Stop crying now, Dahlia. I'm here and everything is going to be alright," he said, as if he had already forgotten that the reason I ran out of the hospital in the first place was because I caught him making out with my sister. That recollection made my entire body stiffen in his arms. Bradon must have felt the change in me as well because he slowly let go of me before holding me at arm's length so that he could peer into my face. "Dahlia," he called my name softly as he reached his hand slowly towards my face. I knew instinctively that he wanted to wipe my tears away, and although I appreciated that gentle and caring gesture, I couldn't bear for him to see my tear-streaked face. I quickly turned away before wiping away my own tears with the back of my hands. "Please don't look at me," I mumbled.
“Stop talking nonsense, Dahlia,” Bradon warned.“Then, why don't you answer my question? I asked you if Anthony told you about this place,” I asked him again, although I knew pretty well that he wouldn't answer my question. After all, Bradon never answered any questions that I asked him about Anthony. It was like Anthony was a topic that was off-limits between us, and asking and talking about him became taboo. Bradon stared at me in silence as if he was deciding what he wanted to do to me. For a moment, I was truly convinced that he was going to lift me up and carry me over his shoulders like a sack of cargo, and my body stiffened just at the thought.“He didn’t tell me anything,” Bradon replied so softly that at first, I wasn’t sure if I had imagined it all.“What did you just say?” I asked while focusing my attention entirely on him.Bradon seemed to hesitate to say anything more and I could feel my frustration rising up uncontrollably in my chest. “He didn’t tell you anything?” I