Trapped Between Twins

The man said, "Don't be scared. No matter who you're thinking about, from now on, your heart and body will only be mine."

He lifted his head, and on that handsome face identical to Trevor's, there was a smile that felt both strange and dangerously suggestive.

"Now, shouldn't we continue? My darling..."

He bit down hard on those last two words.

[That 'my darling' gave me chills! It's so intense!]

[He's crazy that it's kind of hot! Jasmine's in danger, but I'm here for the toxic romance!]

[I can't wait for the real Trevor to come back and cry his eyes out! Hurry up! I need that showdown between the brothers!]

Suddenly, the crisp sound of a slap exploded in the quiet room.

My palm burned, and my heart pounded as I braced myself for his rage. However, the man whose head I had knocked sideways did not get angry.

Instead, he smiled.

His tongue traced over the corner of his lip that was slightly swollen from my slap, and his eyes lit up with an almost twisted excitement.

"My darling, do you like it rough?"

That slap did not knock sense into him. In fact, it seemed to have thrilled him.

I forced down my fear, pushed him away hard, and wrapped the blanket tightly around myself as I sat up.

"I really don't like how you're acting today. I'm going to punish you!"

At those words, the light in his eyes blazed brighter.

He tilted his head back, his gaze pleading, his voice low and seductive. "Darling, how do you want to punish me? I'll accept anything, as long as it makes you happy."

Seeing his barely concealed anticipation, my scalp tingled. If I recklessly exposed the truth, I could not even dare to imagine what he would do to me.

I could even be in physical danger!

I took a deep breath, maintaining my character, and said firmly, "You're sleeping on your own tonight. Don't touch me!"

The moment he froze in surprise, I lifted my foot and kicked hard against his bare chest, sending him straight off the bed.

His solid body hit the carpet with a muffled thump.

I quickly pulled the blanket over myself and turned my back to him, my heart still racing.

After a moment of silence, I heard rustling behind me. Then, the mattress dipped.

He had shamelessly climbed back up onto the bed again!

His warm, firm chest pressed against my back. Soon, two strong arms wrapped around my waist. His head nuzzled into my neck, rubbing back and forth, his voice muffled and pitifully pleading.

"Fine, I'll behave, but let me hold you while we sleep. Please... I promise I won't do anything."

My body stiffened. I knew struggling would only provoke a stronger reaction, so I warned him sternly, "If you try anything, I'm done with you."

He gradually fell asleep.

Meanwhile, I stared at the frantic comments still scrolling in front of me, finally piecing together the truth of this absurd world.

I was living inside a melodramatic novel named 'Twin CEOs: Double the Danger'.

The male lead of the novel was my husband, Trevor, who was still overseas handling a crisis.

The biggest villain was the man clinging to me. He was Trevor's identical twin brother, whom he had never mentioned. His name was Kayden Blackwell.

The comments were endless.

[Twin brothers falling for the same woman? This is so exciting!]

[Jasmine really got the short end of the stick. She's just a tool, but hey, she's pretty, so I guess it's worth it!]

[Kayden's love is so obsessive! His possessiveness is off the charts, and Trevor's restrained devotion is just as addictive! Once the brothers reconcile and join forces in business, Jasmine can gracefully exit!]

The comments even spoiled what that 'graceful exit' meant.

[To prove they matter more to each other, the brothers personally gave away the woman who caused their conflict as a 'gift' to their partner in the Southern Isles!]

[Yeah! They sell Jasmine straight to Shadowbrook under the guise of solving their problem. Blood really is thicker than water!]

[Am I the only one who thinks Jasmine's pitiful? She doesn't know anything, and these two men treat her like a plaything, then in the end…]

[You don't get it! Women are replaceable, but family is forever!]

[Sure, Jasmine had it rough, but pretty privilege can only take you so far. Brotherhood is the most important thing!]

Those cold words felt like poisoned needles stabbing straight into my heart. I felt ice-cold all over, like I had fallen into a frozen abyss.

The grudges, obsessions, and eventual reconciliation of the Blackwell brothers had dragged me, an innocent person, down with them.

They used my body and dignity to pave the way for their so-called brotherhood.