Twin Tormentors By RARE

Chapter 32

Chapter 32

LEIGH-ARI

A few weeks had gone by since the last incident. And since then, the twins were rather easy o n me. I was living the life of the castle hostess instead of a captive. Everyone knew me although I had a hard time keeping up with their names, especially because we met less. And it was crazy because I hadn’t since Valerie ever since, not even a glimpse of her. But I have heard the twins barking her name at least a million times. The castle was unusually quiet during the days, then insanely loud at nights when everyone was back.

I had taken a grand tour around the property just to kill time and it was safe to say that the Cattanio Twins were the richest in this country. Their castle itself spoke volumes. With the jacuzzis, saunas, insane indoor and outdoor swimming pools, play courts, and many more

ties, the castle was equipped with everything.

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Somewhere between the two wings was a game room and a theatre. I have slipped into the theatre a few times to watch a film or two when Vernero was out or when he was distracted b y something. Since that incident, he never let me out of his sight. Probably because he thought I would escape or do something. He was always there, watching me and everything I did. Some other nights I have woken up to find him sitting in the dark, watching me intently. At first, I had screamed, but the following nights I had just greeted him and went back to sleep.

Life at the castle was well… fascinating to say the least.

“Good afternoon ma’am, Mr. Cattanio requires your presence in his office.” the maidservant called out from the door of my bedroom,

“Which one of them is calling me?” I had to ask that since each had a private study, one of the things I came to discover during my grand tour.

“The bosses are in Mr. Lorenzo’s office ma’am.” The maid explained and I nodded. She gave m e a small bow and excused herself, then closed the door behind her.

I got up and smoothed my dress then took off to where I was called.

Upon arriving in the lion’s den, I found the two kings sprawled lazily on the couch, arms stretched out with one hand holding whiskey glasses. Lorenzo was in his usual formal suit with a tie to complement his look, while Vernero had his signature black shirt and black slacks with no tie on, two first buttons undone to reveal his inked sternum.

Each one of them exuded the energy that made you weak in the knees. They just pulled the whole world on their sleeves and they knew it.

up and landed on me, then a small smile stretched on his lips as

was sure majestic and

o his seat. Vernero wore his usual scowl as if he was ready to murder someone in an instant. I t was always amusing how he managed to stay angry almost

and smoothed the

like it. The

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been to the

times this

in his cold voice. My eyes shifted

breathed

repeated and then sipped his whiskey, dismissing any questions that may have risen from me. I managed a small nod and

seat. He walked to his giant white marble desk to retrieve

the sight of a giant folder because man, things

uncomfortably in his seat, the furrows on his forehead deepening even further. I was about to ask what was the matter with him when Lorenzo laid the

off from his seat. He was sure

man I have ever seen. He was so

looked back at the folder in

a photo album.” I pointed out to no

all the questions you have been meaning to ask.” Lorenzo answered and gently brushed my hair off my face. For someone who lied to me, he was sure passionate and insanely gentle with me, unlike his twin who was… well, he was that way! Like THAAAT way. Unpredictable, very unstable, and very unnerving. But I have come to realize that he actually

insisted that I take the wine glass from him, if it was before, I’d

refocused on the elephant in the

my eyes landed on a photo of me.

version of me.

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