The Twin Heiresses Gambit

I hated him; him; him; I hated him because I could not be better than him; I hated him because he was so out of my league tha

lie, I had so much to discuss with him, I had so much to tell him,

ering halt. All I could feel was the heat of his hand on my skin, despi

iced the effect he had on me, so

sh to dance with you, or anyone, for that matter. I only

nt, Ophelia," he said. His voice

eep whisper and pressed his

ch spearmint of his breath fanned my face as dread

aw upstairs," he warned. His voice w

hares of my mother's company? You seemed like you enjoyed kissing her. I'll make

a beat at the nickname. "you should not test me," he warned. His body felt wa

at? I do not fe

t. Haedon let go of me and we stood staring into each other's

o a smirk. It felt good. I had wanted to tell him that for the longest time, I always wondered what it w

all of you to this year's masquerad

e was the head of the Carmichael family, his enormous belly tucked i

en one of his workers walked up to hi

l replaced his smile. The entire room seemed to

don Radcliffe has been officially called off, " he stated, and I gasped loudly i

ssion that I could not decipher. His ey

e said. With that, he turned a

was t

ck was even

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he kiss I shared with Haedon Radcl

. He was standing close to a woman that had a striking resemblance to my siste

seductive like I was, but she was sneaky and she had powerful br

us, so fucking gorgeous and elegant, the way he

ack purse in hand, I was rushing to meet Haedon before he left the premises, so that I could plan our

irst before I bumped int

"I am so sorry," I added, making my v

of my lungs. He was gorgeous, beautiful, perfect. All strai

d the first few buttons of his black shirt were undone revealing the sculpted muscles underneath, his black tuxedo was

glish, or any language I knew. I was not like Ophelia, w

nt call, and he didn't seem to pay me any mind. The most I could have done was to create a small dent in the sho

could take two steps, a powerful hand g

undone. A man that looked very much like a bodyguard had grabbed me, he wore g

monotone voice that had a slight accent. His voice s

had his back to us, still speaking on the phone in that

rough my teeth, he said nothing, his

people," I stated, attempting to pull my hand away from his iron grip, he didn't even budge,

masculine voice said. He had an

call and put his phone into his pocket. He look

s Lorenzo released

olumn of my neck, to the exposed tops of my breast, before flicking back

laughed at the ridiculousness of it all. I glan

expensive enough to literally buy me,

powerful gaze. He moved towards me and my bravado falte

ilting his head to the side to

had neither the time nor

, what else do you wa

ees and lick the sole

it up with

, how could I refuse? "he stated. His gaze

off, that smirk was enough to make me lick his feet, wil

ned on my heels to walk away, but my forearm was gripped and I was about to

! "I struggled to get up, but the power

ous staring down at me. His b

I should put those lips to better use, don't you think? ". he

ds and the body guard pressed my lips firmly against the shiny surface of his sh

rassing moments. As soon as the guard left me, I scampered away on the floor and cleaned m

area and realized it wasn't a place people came to frequentl

ile, "he stated, flipping a coin mindlessly, "perhaps I s

he only smiled down at me. It was almo

his and think you can go freely, I a

er" he interrupted me and

nger knew

hing. "and it seems you do not yet have a name for yourself as you still

e of your business," I stated. "how do you eve

e said simply, and I na

ho

as just going to leave like that after forcing me to kiss his shoe. I did not hope to see him again, but the devi

ed to know who to assassinate, since just telling an assassin pretty gree

his gaze made me fear momentarily th

e. I gasped internally at the name. If he was who I thought he was, then

dy guard trailing close behind him, that

ng a mental note to always look where I was goi

dress and I promised myself to brush

he glamour and shine of it all. I just wanted to leave. Normally, I was a big party person, but after my traumatizing

. I opened up my purse and pulled my phone out. My eyes wi

beautiful on you, enjoy your evening. I w

w words that stuck a famil

this same hidden number, telling me about how slutty I looked. Ever since, I have been getting texts from the same number at random times, they would tell m

xting me until that

und warily. I could not see any suspicious person hiding in the shadows spying on me, but I could

upport as I tried to steady my breathing. T

ialed Ophelia. We had to ge