All Chapters of A Second Chance: My Twin Mates: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Agatha Josiah and I spent the rest of the weekend in his chambers, subsisting on the servants' services. I felt that sex with Josiah was divine. Raw, animalistic, and soul destroying in the best possible way. It shattered every preconceived definition of who I was and molded me into something darker, more depraved. I don't think that I will ever have sex with anyone else other than him.He called me his Love one moment and his whore the next and then the other his slut.And I loved every bit of it.Even at his coldest, Josiah had always treated me with respect outside the bedroom, but inside the bedroom, I was his little toy. His to fuck and use, in the shower, pressed against the window, bent over the desk and I craved it as much as he did. I screamed, my core clenching around his cock for what must have been the hundredth time as another orgasm ripped through and broke me into a million pieces of pleasurable pain.When the fog of pleasure finally faded, I found Josiah staring dow

Mia I stepped out of my bedroom, dressed in vibrant purple trouser pants and a white top. My long, dark hair was tied in a ponytail with hair clips on both sides and I took a deep breath of the crisp morning air with a smile.The sun which had risen not so long ago shone softly on the surrounding, bringing with it a flurry of early morning activity. Frynn was waiting for me, his bright smile infectious."Are you ready to see the Pack's territory, Mia?" He asked, his eyes crinkling with enthusiasm."I'm more than ready," I replied, feeling a flutter in my chest.As we walked, Frynn pointed out notable landmarks and shared stories about the Pack's history. I listened intently, fascinated by the rich tradition."That's the ancient oak where our ancestors held council meetings," Frynn said, gesturing to a gigantic tree. "And over there, the river provides fresh water and fish for the people of Fiato kingdom."I nodded, focusing on the sights and sounds."This is beautiful," I said, my v

Duggar"So what's the update about Josiah?" I asked, my boots thudding against the polished floor as I strode toward my office. Karl trailed behind me, keeping up without a word, until we reached the door.“Only two of the suppliers have agreed to our incentives,” he began, handing me a thick file as I settled into the high-backed chair at the head of the table. “There are still a whole lot more sitting on the fence, though.”“They’ll cave,” I said coolly, flipping through the first few pages of the report. “Eventually, they always do. Fear or greed, either works.”I leaned back in my chair, the leather creaking beneath me. This office had once been a rundown shell when I claimed it, a forgotten structure left to rot. Now, it was a fortress, just like me.“What about Roger Dealers?” I asked, scanning the page that mentioned them. They were key.Karl hesitated. “They have refused to sell their lands to Josiah…”“Well,” I said with a dark chuckle, “that sounds like good news to me.”Kar

MiaI was in charge of making dresses, although not the ones used in large events, but simple dresses. I have always had a passion for dressmaking. Maybe because I had read somewhere in my dad's journal that my late mom also had a talent for making dresses or because I didn't have enough dresses as a girl should while growing up. Regardless, I loved what I did. I couldn't just stay indoors all day long without doing anything. I was a guest, but I couldn't take advantage of their kindness and hospitality.My mind wandered to the events that had been going on lately in the Pack. No matter how discreet the twins or Daisy wanted to be, I could tell something was wrong. I didn't ask as it was none of my business but I wasn't a fool either. I may be in the Pack for the time being but that didn't mean I should stick my nose where it didn't belong and so, I didn't pry."Mia, pack the dresses into the boxes. We shall take them to the main market very soon," Taylor, the head seamstress said t

Mia"It's late. We should get some sleep," Frynn said, rising to his feet, his movements fluid, as I stood up as well."Yeah, you are right," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. Frynn pecked me on the cheek before quietly leaving the room. I stood there smiling like an idiot thinking of that hug and that peck. His scent lingered minutes after he had left the room. He smelt of earthy and woody notes with hints of cinnamon and lemon.I read a little more about Earl Fiato, and his wife. They were an enviable couple, and great leaders, ones I envied very much. For a moment, I allowed myself to fantasize a bit. I wasn't so far off from the Fiato family. I mean, if dad didn't cheat on mom, and Agatha wasn't in the picture, if I was treated a little bit kinder by the members of our Pack, then we weren't so different after all. Heh! But who was I kidding? I could lie to everyone else around me, but I couldn't lie to myself. My family had always been dysfunctional right from the very b