George's POV

"Who are you?" I quickly pull my cock out of her, staring deep at the woman right in front of me. I know my mate has a twin sister but I didn't just expect what I'm hearing.

"What if Alex is trying to destroy your marriage, how can your mate do this?" My mind brought me to consider this, so I decided to give it a second thought.

Since I paused the call, I tapped to return to the call just to continue talking with Alex.

"Can I get proof that it's my mate and not her sister?"

"Sure, since you don't want to believe me." I get to hear the audio clip affirming what he's saying. I guess they were sitting beside each other or Alex saw her and decided to walk up to her.

"I'm sorry, Alex. I wish you wouldn't tell my husband what I'm gonna tell you." There's a heavy breath from her end, showing she's drunk as Alex said. "My boyfriend right from college is new in town, right from college we've been dating, in an affair with him...... " She breathes heavily again.

"George thinks he owns me solely, not knowing I have someone I love so much, he has always promised to marry him. Even when I'm married, I can't leave him. Glad he's here in San Marino."

I want to stop the clip, I can't hear more of this, it's hurting me deep inside but then I hear her mention something about her sister.

"I had my sister sneak in pretending to be me. Mary will pretend before my husband as though I'm the one till I return......."

"Oh gosh!" I scream so hard, ending the call. I've gotten all I need to know. Turning to Mary, my furious eyes cascade over her.

"So you're in this plan together with your sis, you make me sleep with you. The sister-in-law I take so much good care of? I'm honestly disappointed in you!" I bark at her, causing her to shudder. She begins to slowly move back out of fear.

She falls to her knees, tears start to stream from her eyes. "I'm so sorry," she pleads. "I wouldn't have let you touch me if you didn't threaten to go out there and find some other woman." More tears start to stroll down her eyes. "You know how happy I am with this union between my sister and you, I couldn't just use my hand and create separation by refusing to give you what you wanted."

"This is why my sister asked you yesterday not to touch her throughout today, knowing she wouldn't be the one with you." She further adds.

"Oh no, I'd been tricked!" My mind takes me back to that yesterday, I saw her squeezing her milk into Louis' feeding bottle. She also asked me to refrain from touching her today, even when she seemed to be reluctant at first to me touching her this evening, which I should have suspected. My mate is always eager to get me to touch her. She loves me.

"This is all my fault!" I raise my hand to my head, scattering my hair in frustration. Aside from deciding to be faithful to my mate out of love, it's to uphold my integrity. I'm a prince, I don't want a situation where someone would come out to say something bad about me in the future.

"Who told you that's what I wanted?" I extend my hand, giving Mary a heavy slap. "Why wouldn't you tell me while I was about to fuck you?"

I rise, resting my hands on my waist. What am I going to do now?

My anger fumes against Mary, she's right in on this with her sister, she can't be honest with me for once. So all this while, she couldn't tell her sister to quit her secret affairs? Yet she proves to respect and love me so much for being her benefactor!

"There's no escape route for you, you have to pay for this!"

"No no, I'm so sorry," she pleads, shaking.

"Do you know what will happen to me should the royal family hear this? In case you don't know, I'd be forced to resign from my position, I'd no longer be able to stay with your sister and then what you claim to preserve, my taking care of you will cease. See now you will be the one using your hand to cause your destruction."

I will make her face the wrath of the law. She's impersonating, so she has to face the consequences of impersonating, which is imprisonment. I can't spare her.

"No, wait and confirm before you take action," my mind cautions me. This can look like a whole truth but there's another part I didn't know. "Alex might hide this away from you so you will have a problem with your mate!"

Exactly!

My mind brings these thoughts my way.

I resolve to investigate the root of my brother's report in my heart but turning to see Mary, staring nervously from the wall which she's leaning against, my anger pulls up greatly. I pull out my belt, almost slashing it across her body if not that she dodges.

This is something I've never tried before nor hope to do, how could she make me sleep with her?

Oh my God!

Suppose this news reaches the royal family, she and I would be in trouble. I can't envisage the shame of being exposed. We have been a couple admired by everyone.

I sighed, stamping my feet angrily on the floor, my eyes pointing out lashes of furious gazes on her. My heart was heaving heavily, I felt it would cut off any moment.

"You make me do what I wouldn't want to do!" My breath is going up so quickly and heavily.

"If I ever see you again near me or my house or on my online account, you will see the other part of me people have been complaining of!"

"I'll have you put to jail and will probably execute you!"

Mary's POV

So I'd begun to slowly fall for the antics of lust, I was falling for George although he isn't my husband. I wanted to do this and get out of there as soon as my sister returned but things didn't turn out the way I wanted it to be.

I shut my eyes tight, tears stream forth. As I open it slowly, I discover I'm alone in the room, I rise immediately. "Where's he? Prince George!" I called out. "Fuck!" I'm beginning to have goosebumps. Remembering the threats of sending me to jail and execution makes me scared the most.

I hasten over putting on my clothes. There's light in the room, and my eyes are directed to the clock on the wall. Dot midnight. "Hmm," I breathe heavily. It isn't safe to leave my house at this time. I wonder why he wouldn't just pity me and ask me to stay till tomorrow, then I can return even if it's another room.

So I keep climbing down the stairs carefully, slowly, and steadily, all of a sudden, I find some men dressed in black and with huge black glasses. This seems to be a private police. They were owned by top members of the royal family but recently, there have been cases of human rights violation coming from them. They are the scariest sect that has ever existed, probably because they don't know what the law is, they relate with people based on their brutal desires.

"I'm fucking finished!" I sink to my knees, right now, it's so weak that I can't stand it. From the darkness of the stairs, George appears.

"You think you can fucking come into my presence to deceive me into thinking you're my mate? I'll deal with you so well you'd never try that again should you come out alive."

"I'm sorry, please........" I'm even on my knees, my heart is shaking, no longer beating like that of a normal human being. I feel it will rip open. Before I could say my next word, I'm being dragged off so rudely, I guess I've gotten some injuries on my knees as it starts to hurt.

Wondering where they are taking me increases my fear. Outside of the estate was great darkness. "Oh God!" I'm crying deep within, the stench of fear and death encircles me.

"Has it gotten to the point of him treating me this way?" I question myself.

To my bad, I said this out loud without realizing it. Upon receiving a sound slap from one of the hideous officers, who are known to be ruthless, I realize what I'd just said.

"Who gives you the authority to question His Highness, the prince when you decided to play the fool of him? Have you forgotten that the penalty for impersonation of any member of the royal family is execution by lethal injection?"

I shriek. I nearly passed out.

"So this is where you are taking me to?" Silence takes over, the aura is deadly. Though I'd summoned the courage to ask this question no one answered. What the officer just said last washes over my brain.

"Am I being taken to receive the lethal injection?" I shriek in shock, my knees seem to dissolve as I can't even feel some part of my body, this shock is real. The journey continues in silence and darkness. I did wrong, if not that it was to save my sister's marriage I wouldn't do that.

Hot tears began to stream from my eyes seeing where my destination was leading to. Death. Even when this wasn't the government-approved police, the execution was approved by the royal family who are the official government here in San Marino.

After a while, it seems the Hilux we are driving in wants to approach a certain location, and it turns. I sense the end is here. I've been hearing stories of their headquarters where they carry out their treacherous act ordered by the royal family on their offenders, in those cases they didn't want the public to know, never had I thought that one day I'd be among these people handed over to them to be executed.

I just slide my hands together in prayer, who knows if I'll be given this chance, I'm about to say some words in my mind when a phone rings. It's not mine! I forgot to take it from the bedroom, it must be one of the officers. My mind flashes back, and George's screams woke up his five-month-old son. I can remember him crying as I was going off in fear. This cry haunts me, all together making me scared to death here.

Who knows if it's George calling and he's asking them to inject me as soon as we get there?

"Officer, turn around, take her to the prison facility instead! I have my reasons." The call was on speaker, my eyes open so wide, with my jaws dropping that I had to use my hands to cover my mouth.

What's going on? Did anything happen to my sister?

At this point, I can't think of myself alone, my thoughts begin to go in different directions, why does he need to perform an investigation? Is he doubting what Prince Alex told him?

Or

Has something happened to my sister?

Mary's POV

***Five days later***

It's just a normal afternoon in prison, since I'm a prisoner on parole, I can walk freely, and visit the various facilities owned by the prison, one of which I love visiting the most is the garden. Prince George said he wanted to put me here while he made more investigation on his mate, at least I'm glad I'm not a dead person which I would have been if he hadn't changed his mind on the lethal injection.

I'm sitting on the bench, enjoying the cold breeze coming from the west when all of a sudden my eyes redirect me towards the entrance of the female prison. I saw a tall, huge man standing with the Chief Officer, the lady in charge of the female department. His structure looks familiar, upon sighting him, I realize it's Prince George.

"What's he doing here?"

I rise immediately hoping to move ahead, perhaps out of the garden to somewhere far away. There's no other person he's here for apart from me, except his mate is here but she isn't here. My sister can't be here and I wouldn't see her. There are over three hundred inmates here and being a prisoner on parole, I've seen almost all of them except those serial killers who are locked away in a separate area.

"Mary!" I heard my name.

I freeze on the spot.

"Oh God!" Since my body can't cope with this sudden shock, I begin to shake, I feel like my legs would fail me and I'd collapse into the group. I could hear his hefty steps heading towards me. I was too stiff to turn around to face him, I didn't even know what he wanted.

My breath is going pretty slower than normal. I guess I'm a walking corpse, power rested on his hand, who knows what he's up to, coming down here.

My body stiffens the more as I feel his body warmth behind my back, his hands slowly encircling me from the back, over my breasts. Swiftly, I turn around as my eyes widen in shock.

"What do you think you are doing?" I bark, not caring if he's the prince or not. I'm being haunted by his past orders to get me injected to death. My eyes turn fierce, making him shift back in shock. I'm just getting to react to these anger hormones within me, without realizing it.

Within me, amusement is also sailing in. If someone would tell me I'd talk to the prince this way, I wouldn't believe it.

"Come with me!" His voice is quite pleading and authoritative at the same time. After this, he remains in his stance, staring calmly at me, his gaze moves me. I can't stand here, having him stare at me so innocently like he isn't the one who caused my predicament. He's trying to prove innocent and I can't take that from him. Then aside from not wanting him to stare at me, I can't wait to see what's going on with my sister. We are twins, so she's just like a soulmate to me, we can't stay for a long time without seeing or talking to each other. I miss her voice, I miss her troubles.

It was another moment of suspense as I trod behind him, gazing at him with bad eyes. I get inside his car, he starts the car and zooms off. "Something must be wrong?" He's acting all strange.

Coming first to first with death and being asked to be released makes me so strong that I can look him in the face and say whatever I want to say. After all, what will I be afraid of again which is greater than death?

"Where are you taking me to?"

"My estate!" He replies without looking at me.

"Hmm," I sigh inside of me. "Where's my sister?" What I've been wanting to hear for a long time.

"Until you get home, you will know." At some point, this sounds strange.

What does he mean? My house? I'm living alone. How can he call that home? Could it be that he sent my sister to my house and is trying to mean this?

Well, let me ask.

"Home?" I turn my head slightly.

"I'm sorry but my mansion is now your new home because you will never leave it." It takes him some difficulty to release his breath, I know he's feigning it. My head remains in the same position with my body getting farther from him.

"What do you mean?" I arch my brows.

"I say you will return to my mansion and that will become your home! The news has gotten to the royal family from Alex and now you need to act like you've always been my mate."

"What?" I'm confused and afraid right now. "What about my sister?" I repeat the question but this time around, he looks at me with bad eyes and turns, not saying anything.

"Are you even sure of who you are talking to?" I'm shocked, so I have to ask. What does it mean that I'll never leave his house? Is he taking me to be his mate, Lucy?

"Yes, I know." He replies matter-of-factly. "Mary, my ex-mate's sister."

"Till I arrive at my estate, I'll remain speechless, keeping most of the information by yourself. You will get to know things yourself." I guess this is the last statement he's making, being that he's serious with his words.

Upon arriving at his estate, and getting out of the car, I follow steadily behind him, with millions of thoughts running through my mind.

"Come with me!" He gestures to me as he leads the way. I see myself following him with a whole lot of thoughts in mind, fear on one side of me. George leads the way into a room, tagged as a semi-clinic.

"Here! Come in. You need a thorough checkup after five days in prison. Then we know what to do next."

He hands over a file to me. I scan through it, it bears Lucy's name, my heart seizes in shock that I have to hold my chest. "She's infected with Lamphy virus, so I can't continue any longer with her."

This is the new virus that's trending and is mainly transmitted through unprotected sex. Being a terminal disease with no cure for now, it leaves the victim with only six months to live according to what medical experts say.

"She has no future unless a cure is invented and that's a probability."

My legs are weak as I sink, he raises me and holds me. "How can I afford to lose my sister?" Tears start to stream out of my eyes. I'm being forced to believe in a cure coming out within this range of six months.

"Where did you meet her to conduct the test on her, is she here in the estate?" I ask.

"That you will soon know," his voice pours out his reply in a cold manner, without any emotions.

My wish returns to the cure but what if there's a cure, wouldn't she come back to fight me, for taking her man? George now wants me, should there be a cure now, how will I keep my face as my sister's husband's new mate?

"News reaching me is that she got pregnant by her lover and had an abortion on it, destroying her womb!" George says, making me gasp, holding my chest. "So for the second time, she has no future!"

"But with a huge amount of money, a womb implant can be carried out or a surrogacy, she even has a child with him?" I question myself. My heart is beating fucking fast. My thoughts dwell on the future, knowing the huge problem this will turn out to be if things don't go as George is now believing.

"Oh God!"

"I'm trying to use you to cover up as well, the royal family doesn't need to know about us!" He confesses. "You're identical, even up to DNA as she told me once, so the royal family will have no proof of you not being Lucy. As the law demands, having such a personality as a mate or divorcing requires me to drop my prince title and position and I'm not ready to do that for a woman who isn't worthy of my love with her actions." From his tone, I can see he's very angry.

"The doctor is here, so you will be running all the tests to make sure you're fit to be in this new position as my mate."

Immediately he pronounces this, my mind flashes about the royal law. The punishment for impersonation. Right now Lucy is a public figure and the one recognized by the royal family of San Marino as a family member by marriage. Though we are identical in all aspects, our biometrics can never be the same. Her fingerprint is quite different from mine.

What if this case gets serious up to the point of wanting to test this? Wouldn't that be me signing my death warrant and George wouldn't be able to help me?

"Also remember, if you refuse, it wouldn't cost him a lot to put you to death as well." A voice whispers into my ears.

"Yes, he has the power but…… " I don't know what to tell myself in response. I was at two dangerous ends. He might not be official in hurting me should I decline but he still has his ways.

I get subjected to the test, everything happens in a flash. I didn't even expect this. The shock coming with this makes me unable to say a word or make any decision of my own. My gaze graduates from Prince George's to the doctor testing me repeatedly.

The series of tests as soon as it's completed, sees the doctor going into the next room. "I'll be back with the results in the next one hour."

"I wish I'd never have to be with you," I mutter. I'm praying inside of me for a defect that would make me unfit to be his mate, the easiest I wish for incurable infertility. With the dangers posing in my mind should I accept this request and the royal family later find out, I have no choice but to want to be infertile so he can reject me. About him hurting me, I'll run far away from San Marino and never return. Of course, this wouldn't be me declining, but him declining me because I'm unfit. The blame wouldn't be all on me.

One seems like an eternity overwhelmed with suspense and horror especially with him sitting at the other end, staring at me with those deep, lustful eyes.

The door of the room finally cracks open. I raise my face to see the doctor coming in.

"Miss Mary, here is your result. You are perfectly fine in health but........"

This gets so curious and nervous that I pass out urine without realizing it. I'm dying so hard to hear what she wants to say.

"You're five days pregnant…. !"