All Chapters of My Twin Stole My Life And My Man: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Ariana’s POV.Stepping out of the car, I gaped at the massive mansion in front of me with bewilderment. I had always known that while I lived in a ghetto in the Bronx with my grandmother, my father and twin sister who knew nothing of my existence until now, lived here in Beverly Hills.But I didn’t expect this place to look even more beautiful in reality.“Please, follow me, miss,” a middle-aged man said.I followed him, looking around like a lost puppy. I still couldn’t believe that I was finally here, and I couldn’t wait to meet my sister, Blair. All my life, I had watched Blair from afar on the television. She was often regarded as our father’s only child.She was always on the news for one philanthropic activity or the other. I was so proud of her, and always wished that I could talk to her. But mama and grandma had always warned me never to let anyone know that I was the daughter of the billionaire, Thomas Sinclair.In the school I went to, they would even laugh at me because of

Ariana’s POVI walked away from them and sat in a corner for a fruit punch. Thankfully, Blair didn’t perch around me anymore since she saw Jake. I studied him. Everyone around seemed to fear and respect him, even more than Blair. It made me wonder who exactly his family was.Maybe he was just famous for his looks. I moved closer to the corner, wanting to be one with it. I didn’t want anyone to see me and start asking who I was. There was one thing I noticed about Blair already, and it was the fact that she enjoyed being the center of attention.So, I wouldn’t want anything that would make her accuse me of trying to steal her glory. It was her party afterall and despite being nice now, I still had to be careful with her.“You’re not even trying to blend in,” I heard a voice say behind me.I turned to see Jake. I froze when I saw his face up close. This boy right in front of me was indeed breathtaking! He had the bluest eyes I had ever seen, and the most perfect lips. His nose was strai

Ariana’s POV“Stop helping her this instant, Jake!” Blair yelled.He ignored her and helped me up. He produced a handkerchief from his pocket and proceeded to wipe my skirt with it.“Go down the hallway and take a left turn. You’ll see an office there. Ask for a new set of uniforms.”“It’s okay,” I said. “I can always wash this one and dry it out.”“Ew,” Blair said loudly enough for everyone to hear. “You still want to wear that again? It’s a total mess.”“Who created the mess?” Jake finally spoke to her.For the first time since I met her, I saw Blair stutter and struggle to speak. This made me wonder if she was actually in love with Jake, or if he had something on her. I just wanted to get the mess off me, so I went to the place that Jake directed me.But I just couldn’t stop thinking about his blue eyes. In my former school, everyone had a crush on Max. But even Max could not hold a candle to Jake’s looks.He didn’t help you last night, Ari. Don’t forget that.I sighed. I just didn

Ariana's POV.It had been a week since the incident at my gran’s place. I just concluded that I would stay away from both Blair and Jake. After all, Blair dragged Jake off that day and I was all alone at Gran's place. It gave me time to catch up with her though.But it was still weird considering the fact that Jake brought me there himself and left without me. There wasn't anything different at school. Blair didn't do much. She just totally ignored me like I didn't exist, which was a good thing for me because it meant there would be no drama for a while.Jake, on the other hand, surprised me. He acted like he didn't know me and like he had never been to my gran's house before. In the end, I concluded that it was something the wealthy do. They see you this moment and then don't see you the next.Of course, I had to pretend like I didn't care. I moved on my own, ate on my own, and sat alone. Unfortunately, I wasn't good at making friends, so I never made any friends at school. And I was

Ariana’s POVThe next day, I was prepared for school as usual. Today, I would know if the chauffeur would take my word seriously or not. I thought he did because he looked so frightened by me yesterday. It was not something I wanted, but if I wanted to survive in Beverly Hills, I would have to take some certain measures.I walked out of the room and sat at the breakfast table. My nanny, Rachel, never let me go out without breakfast. Like she said, it was the most important meal of the day. Thankfully, Blair was not at the table. According to the housekeeper, since I came to the house, she had avoided the breakfast table altogether, despite not being a breakfast person at all.Usually, she would grab a pancake or a little bite of something, but she stopped doing so since I arrived. After eating, I walked out of the house to wait for my driver. He was nowhere to be seen. In two minutes, I would know whether or not he would listen to me.Just then, he showed up. But before he could drive