Semua Bab THE TWIN IN HIS BED: Bab 1 - Bab 5

CHAPTER ONE “I need you to pretend to be me.”The words hit me harder than the rain splattering against my kitchen window. I gaped at the woman before me. A woman I hadn't seen in eleven years. My exact replica. My twin sister. Except Arla Morrison looked nothing like the girl who had disappeared before sunrise, the morning of our eighteenth birthday with stolen cash and broken promises. She looked expensive now. Untouchable. Dressed in a cream cashmere that could pay my rent for five years, diamonds whose price certainly cost a kidney glittered against perfectly manicured finger, while my lights flickered like they were seconds away from dying. She carried an elegance I couldn't relate to. Meanwhile, she sat in my tiny kitchen, like she hadn't left. Like this was a regular tête-à-tête. Like she still belonged here. Like she had not let me discover she was alive through a society blog announcing her marriage into one of the richest families in Europe two years ago. “What ar

CHAPTER THREE The transformation happened in hours, but it felt like a whole lifetime. As the stylists moved around, rolling, stretching, curling, painting and pluckering, I could feel Ellesmere disappearing by each hand movement. Piece by piece, I was erased. When I stared in the mirror, it felt like looking at my sister through disturbed waters. Wrong. It felt wrong. Arla stepped beside me. And for the first time since we reconnected, she looked…satisfied. “Hello, Arla Holland,” she whispered. Cold licked my spine. “Arla…” “You'll be fine,” she continued. “The staff do not speak unless spoken to. And I'll be in your ear to ease your entry. Mrs Timothy is the housekeeper. Dinner is served by seven, I hope you haven't forgotten the table etiquette lessons at Lois high.”Nervous tension licked my bones. The last time I used cutlery was six years ago. At a dinner date. “I don't miss dinner, even when I'm not hungry. Don't overexplain yourself to the staff. I never explain m

CHAPTER FIVE “You almost had me fooled.” The words went right through me. Blood drained from my face, and cold panic exploded in my chest.He knew! Oh my God!I was going to jail. “Carlton, please.” My mouth opened before my brain could catch up. Carlton blinked back.“I'm sorry. I didn't mean to—”“What are you apologizing for?”My mouth clamped shut. I was genuinely confused. I thought he had dis…wait a minute.His lips curved in a smile that rendered me breathless, and his eyes sparkled amusingly. He clearly had no freaking clue! Holy Mary mother of everything good! I almost spilled our secret!“You can drop the shy girl act,” he said dryly. He released my wrists and pulled himself away from my body. “We both know you're an animal when it comes to sex.”An animal? The cold and sophisticated Arla?My sister?That didn't sound right. I sat up slowly, trying to even my breath, and give my brain the chance to catch up on everything. “But, I must say,” Carlton continued be