Ruth's POV

The moment we were in the car, I expected him to shove me aside and return to his cold self but to my surprise, Adrian captured my lips, he wasn't gentle at all.

He went all in with everything he's got.

I tried to push him away because I wanted us to talk, I wanted to know what's going on. "Adrian, wait."

But he didn't listen, his mouth was all over me, seeing as there was nothing I could do, I caved in.

"Where's your driver?" I asked breathlessly.

"I sent him away with yours, I want to be the one taking you home today."

His words melted my heart and still made me scared because what if he wakes up tomorrow and goes back to his old self.

Adrian lets go of me, "Let's continue this at home."

He drove us home, his one hand on the wheel while the other was on my thigh caressing it gently.

It was first an innocent touch until it became not so innocent, his hand crawled all the way to my panties, he touched the fabric and smiled.

"You are wet for me Ruth," his eyes were on the road when he spoke.

I clamped my legs together, heat crawled to my face, "Adrian please focus on the road."

He chuckled and removed his hand. I bit my bottom lip and shifted, focusing my gaze on passing images outside.

When arrived at the house, Adrian tossed the car keys to the driver, "Park the car properly," he said before scooping me off the floor and carrying me straight to the bedroom.

He sat down with me still in his arms, his hands on my ass while he devoured my mouth.

He shifted my lingerie to the side, his index finger circled my pussy hole. I moaned in his mouth.

His finger slid into my hole slowly, I was trying to focus on the kiss and his finger inside my wet hole.

"Open your eyes Ruth." He ordered but I was too deep into the pleasure I was receiving to obey him.

His fingers crisscrossed inside my hole stretching painfully. My eyes flew open while my brain tried to figure out when he doubled his fingers.

"I said you should open your eyes." He circled my throat, his eyes locked to mine.

His fingers moved savagely in and out of my pussy, I was a gasping mess, I wanted to shut my eyes and enjoy the pleasure but his eyes were holding me captive.

"Adrian, Adrian." Was all I could say while he fucked me with his fingers.

"You feel that?" He asked, "You feel my fingers fucking you?"

"I do Adrian, I do."

I held on to him for my dear life. Just when I was about to cum, he pulled out his finger and smirked.

"Not so fast princess." He muttered.

He came close, his mouth in my ear, "Don't worry about the dress, I'll get you a dozen more." He whispered huskily.

"Huh?" The sound of my dress being ripped off my body made me yelp.

"Adrian," I cried out, "This is one of my favorites."

"I said I'll get you a dozen more."

The next thing I knew, I was on the bed, my legs hanging on his shoulder. He carefully pulled down my lingerie and tossed it to the ground next to what was left of my dress.

He took off his tie, "Give me your wrists," he ordered.

Obediently I gave him, he tied my hands together and placed them above my head, "Let them stay there. If they come down, you are going to be sorry."

The way he said it made me scared but yet I was tempted to try and see what he'll do but I didn't, at least not yet.

He stepped out of the bed, with his eyes locked to mine, he slowly stripped himself. His dick stood pointed and veiny, I swallowed, he was handsomely made.

He carried my legs and placed them on both sides of his shoulder and then lifted me up. My waist was suspended in the air while my back was on the bed.

He sat, his eyes on my juicy pink pussy. He started off slowly, his tongue running circles around my clit. My fingers clasped together, pleasure touching every bone in my body.

His warm mouth covered my clit, he sucked and pulled, nibbling on the sensitive flesh.

"Oh fuck," I moaned, toes coiled and crossed against each other.

He kept on nibbling and sucking my clit, lapping on the juice from my pussy. I thought I was going to lose my mind, especially when his fingers invaded my hole.

I saw stars, the pleasure tearing through me. "Adrian I want your cock." I muttered impatiently.

"Be patient for daddy, princess." He muttered against my pussy hole.

He curled his fingers up, his fingers pressing against my urethral sponge. I lost it, I didn't know what else to do so I brought my hands to his hair and shoved his face down my clit where he was still sucking.

"I told you not to bring down your hands, why did you disobey me princess?" He pulled out his fingers in my pussy and stopped nibbling on my clit. I was this close to losing my mind.

"I couldn't contain myself." I muttered.

"You asked for it Claire, I told you, you were going to be sorry if you brought down your hands from where I placed them."

The next thing I knew I was lying flat, spread across his legs, my ass was being kissed by the evening wind.

"What are you going to do-" A cracking sound tears through the air.

He spanked me, Adrian spanked my ass and it felt so good.

"Are you going to disobey me next time?" He asked, spanking me again.

"No," I moaned.

"No who?" He asked, his hand kissed my butt cheek again.

"No daddy." I huffed out.

"Good girl." He said still spanking my ass.

"Adrian please," I begged.

"What do you want, Princess, tell me." His hands caressing my butt cheeks.

"I want you." I muttered.

"Where do you want me?" He asked again.

"I want you inside me please, I want to be filled with your cum."

"Good girls get what they ask for."

He placed me on the bed, my hands still tied together. He placed a pillow in-between my stomach and the bed and pulled my ass up.

I waited for impact but nothing came, I was beginning to wonder if he was just toying with me until all of a sudden he thrust deep inside of me.

"Fuck!" I yelled, "Oh God Adrian!"

"See how beautifully your pussy is taking my cock?" He asked, slamming roughly inside me, his thighs hitting my butt cheek.

"I do, it's taking you in so good." I confessed.

Adrian fucked me so hard that I couldn't speak, I couldn't moan, the pleasure too overwhelming I ended up crying.

I didn't know how many times I came last night, I didn't know how many times he fucked or how I ended up falling asleep.

The sound of people arguing downstairs was what woke me up. I wanted to continue lying down because I felt so sore but I couldn't because I could hear Adrian arguing with someone.

I forced myself, taking the bathrobe that way lying carelessly on the dressing table and wore it.

I supported myself, limping all the way downstairs.

"Adrian what's going on?" The arguing suddenly stopped when they heard my voice.

I switched on the lights to see who he was arguing with this late.

What I saw made my throat dry, I didn't know if I was imagining things, what am I seeing? I know I'm not drunk so why am I seeing two Adrians?

Ruth's POV

How is this possible? I had to grab the nearest piece of furniture beside me to support myself because not only were my legs shaking but my heart was pounding, I felt dizzy.

"Hi there Princess," One of them said, Adrian who was in the room a moment ago, I could tell because of the way he was staring at me .

"Adrian what is happening?" I finally found my voice and regained myself.

"This is my twin brother Damian." He casually said it like someone taking a walk in the park.

"Adrian I've been sleeping with your brother?" The question was directed to me, because that was the one logical explanation for his sudden change of attitude.

"You have a twin brother and you didn't think it wise to inform me about it?"

"Why do I have to tell you about my family? I don't think you have the right to know about my family Ruth." Adrian said.

I breathed out, I felt a tug in my chest, hearing him talk to me like I meant nothing destroyed something in me.

"Okay Adrian, I have no right to know about your family, I mean it's not like I mean anything to you..... Now explain to me the reason why your twin brother has been sleeping with me." I felt violated.

Adrian was suddenly silent, so he knew that his brother had been sleeping with me and he did nothing about it?

"If you are not going to tell her then I will." Damian said.

"Tell me what?" What's it that they are hiding from me? I don't think anything can be worse than the fact that I've been sleeping with my husband's brother unknowingly.

"Adrian is sterile and this is due to the accident. He couldn't accept it and didn't want to destroy his perfect image in the eyes of the public so I opted to step in, to get his beautiful wife pregnant on his behalf." Damian said.

I couldn't believe my ears, this was worse than the fact I was sleeping with his brother, this was worse than the fact that he said I have no right to know about his family.

"I... I... I need air, I can't breathe." I tried to walk outside but I ended up falling down, my legs still shaking.

Damian had this satisfied smirk on my face, he is the reason I can't walk properly and he seems to take pride in that. He came to my aid while Adrian looked like he didn't care that his brother was touching me.

I pushed Damian away and tried to stand on my own, after struggling I finally stood up on my own.

"Since you already know what it's about, I want to let you know that you are going to continue sleeping with Damian until you give me a child."

I laughed, I laughed so hard a drop of tear slid down my eye. "I didn't know you were a comedian Adrian. Do you know I can sue you and your brother for what you've done to me?"

"According to our contract, you are supposed to do everything and anything I tell you to do. So go ahead and sue me, you are not going to win." Adrian smirked.

"You can't force me to do anything I don't want to do Adrian, you don't just walk out of my life for weeks with no call, no information on your whereabouts only for you to come back and dump this load on me." What have I gotten myself into?

"I can and I will. I need children to hold my perfect image in society, I can't get you pregnant so my brother is going to step in. All he has to do is have sex with you twice a week until you get pregnant."

"My body is not a machine, I'm not going to sleep with your brother Adrian."

"But you already did and it looked like you enjoyed it." He stared at me with disgust.

Seeing as he was hell bent on making me do this I decided to step on his ego, maybe if I do he'll hit me and I can use that to file for a divorce.

"You are right, I enjoyed it. Your brother is far more capable than you, he is way better in bed than you can be. I'm still shaking from what we did last night, I can't even stand properly." I tried to fight the smirk that was threatening to mar my face when I saw his jaw clenched and unclench.

"And that's going to end, you are my wife." He turned to Damian, "I'm going to forgive you for overstepping your boundaries like I said earlier but don't you dare do what you did again."

"You are going to continue your duty as my wife and your behavior in public shouldn't change." Adrian walked away finality in his voice.

So this is it, I'll be sleeping with someone else so my husband can have a child. I feel like I've been put in some telenovela because this doesn't feel real.

"Don't worry, it'll be over before you know it princess." Damian said but although he said that as if he felt sorry, I could hear the happiness hidden behind his words.

"How come the world doesn't know about you? You two are twins but the late Mr and Mrs Delacroix said they only had one son." It doesn't make sense to me.

"I'd rather keep that information concealed 'sisterinlaw' now let me take you back upstairs. I know I was pretty rough last night."

I could see the difference between them both, although they are identical twins, Adrian is cold, aloof while Damian has this dominating aura. Though I don't want to admit it, it was drawing me.

I decided that I didn't need his help, so I limped all the way to the stairs. Going down the stairs was easier than climbing up. My pussy was throbbing, I needed the help he was offering but, he might look at me kindly but it doesn't make him different from his brother, they are both using me.

I was suddenly picked from the floor like a bag of chips, I was hoisted on his shoulder like a bag of rice.

"There's no use being angry at me, if we are going to give your husband a child, we need to be on good terms." He said.

"Put me down right now!" I yelled.

"No can't do," he carried me all the way to the bedroom.

Adrian wasn't in the bedroom but I could hear the shower running, he was taking a bath. Damian lowered me on bed and tugged me in like I was some child.

"Now rest that pretty face of yours." He kissed me on the head and then walked out.

I laid there staring at the ceiling wondering why I had accepted Adrian's marriage proposal in the first place, the person I was trying to help with the money ended up dying anyways.

All this started because I was trying my best to be the perfect daughter to my foster mom. After my foster father passed away life took a toll on her, she no longer was the good mother I had come to love. Nothing I did was enough, she always found room for complaints.

Things worsened when she was diagnosed with cancer, the same thing that killed my foster father. I worked three odd jobs while juggling school. It was tough but I didn't complain because I wanted to please her.

One day while working an overtime shift in a bar, I ran into Adrian, the most eligible bachelor, he was soft spoken, he smiled at me warmly.

He offered me a contract, I should be his wife and he'll change my life for the better. I took days to think about it, my mother's condition wasn't getting better, the pressure was getting worse. Without any choice I accepted his offer, and we got married.

He paid for my mom's hospital bills, tried everything he could but my mom ended up dying. I was stuck in a loveless marriage, living a double life, being the perfect life in public and now I'm being forced to become a baby machine.

The bathroom door opened, Adrian walked in fully clothed in his nightdress, he got into bed and laid on his side, gracing my face with his back. I turned around and faced the wall, tears threatening to fall.

I couldn't help but compare him to his brother, I've spent two nights with Damian and he never slept without holding me.

I wish the circumstances in which we met were different.

Ruth's POV

Weeks have passed by, I have accepted my faith. Damian had stuck to what Adrian asked for. He comes to the house twice a week and makes love to me. He no longer handled me roughly like he did before and my body was craving that side of him, that side Adrian had refused.

Today Damian and I are attending an event together, normally I'm supposed to be here with Adrian but he didn't feel like leaving the house today and pretended to be in love with me so he sent his brother instead.

We both stood in front of the camera smiling like a happy couple, nobody suspected a thing and Damian played his role as Adrian too well, far too well that it didn't sit right with me.

But even though he played Adrian's role perfectly, he couldn't hide the way he looked at me. A man asked me to dance with him and accepted out of politeness.

We were dancing to the slow sounds coming from the speaker, it was a simple and innocent dance however I could feel Damian's gaze burning my back. I glanced at him, the intensity of his gaze made me gulp down nothing.

He suddenly walked up to the man and me and lightly tapped his shoulder, he had a polite smile on his face.

"I'd like to dance with my wife." He said to the man. The man chuckled lightly before handing me over to him.

"You can have your wife Mr Delacroix." The man said before leaving the dance floor.

Now this is going to come as a surprise to the people staring at us right now because Adrian has never danced with me before, the only time we danced was on the day of our wedding.

He placed his hand on my waist and pulled me close. I held his shoulder with one hand while the other was clasped in his free hand.

We danced together, his eyes focused on me, it was so intense that people left the dancefloor for us.

The sound of the camera clicking filled the room and then stopped. Damian's hand shifted from my waist to my ass, he grabbed and pulled me even closer.

When the song finally ended I wished it never did because I was lost in his beautiful eyes. The sound of people clapping pulled me out of my trance. I had to recompose myself.

Damian continued his role as Adrian, it was beginning to make me sick. I was angry but I didn't know why. The event finally came to an end and couldn't be more happy.

In the car Damian tried talking to me for some reason that irked me too, I don't know what my problem was. "If you are going to play a perfect Adrian, you shouldn't be talking to me right now." I said loudly.

"What do you mean princess?" Damian asked, a little confused.

"You are pretending to be your brother today right? You were doing a perfect job at it, too perfect if I must say. I want you to continue doing that. Don't talk to me right now because no one is watching."

"But I'm not Adrian, I'm Damian." He said.

"Oh," I faked a gasp, "I thought you were Adrian because you played your role too well."

Damian looked at me for a while and then whispered something to the driver. The driver suddenly turned the car, he wasn't taking us home anymore.

"What is happening? Where are you taking me?" I asked.

"I want us to talk but we won't be able to do that with Adrian in the house. I want to understand the reason for your anger because I don't think it's me acting like my brother that's making you upset."

When we arrived wherever he was taking me, he stepped out of the car and carried me out. He opened the door of the apartment with his fingerprint.

He gently placed me on the couch, crouched down and took off my heels and then proceeded to get me a glass of water. His actions, his gentleness, everything was making my mind run.

I don't want to fall for this, I'm married and even though it's loveless but I can't cheat on my husband with someone else, I can't fall for someone else.

"Now Ruth," my name rolled out of his mouth, it sounded so gentle. Come to think of it, this is the first time he's calling me by my name.

"What is eating you up?" He asked.

"Nothing, nothing is eating me up." I muttered.

"You can't lie to me, I know something is wrong." He pressed.

I pushed up from the couch, "I said nothing is eating me up."

"I'm not going to drop it until you tell me." He stood up and walked to where I was standing.

Tears welled up in my eyes unintentionally, I didn't know how to stop the tears, I just burst out crying. "I'm tired, I'm so tired." I finally said.

"I'm tired of my marriage and I want out but there's no way I can walk out of it and then there's you... I don't know how I feel."

He pulled me into his chest, his hand holding the back of my head in place. "Let it all out, I'm not going to leave your hand."

The gentleness in his voice only made me cry harder. I gripped his front shirt and cried my eyes out.

We stayed like that until I was done crying, he cupped my cheeks and raised my head. Gently he cleaned my tears with his thumb.

His eyes lowered to my lips, then my eyes and back to my lips. The way he looked at me made my toes curl.

Without warning he sealed our lips together. I wanted to pull away because this was going against the boundaries Adrian had set up but I couldn't bring myself to do it, I wanted it, I wanted him. I want his cock savagely thrusting in and out of my pussy.

I let him carry me all the way to his bedroom, our lips not separating. He opened the door and kicked it shut with his leg.

He placed me on the soft bed, our lips still together. He quickly took off his jacket and threw it across the room. His dress was discarded within a minute.

"I noticed you had no lingerie on tonight." He muttered against my lips.

How did he notice that I had nothing under my dress? Damian chuckled lightly when he saw the question in my eyes.

"I had my eyes on you all night Ruth, of course I could tell you aren't wearing anything underneath your dress." He spread my legs apart, his fingers slid inside my hole while he caught my lip in between his teeth.

"You are so wet, why are you so wet?" He asked.

He pulled my bottom lip before letting go of it slowly.

His fingers started off slowly, the pleasure building little by little. He started picking up speed. Damian moved like a machine.

I felt something build up in me, it was different this time. I tried to hold it in but I couldn't, especially with the way Damian finger fucking me.

"I'm cumming Damian," I moaned.

"Do it, cum for daddy." He whispered in my ears. I let go, I pushed Damian away and fell on the bed, legs spread apart.

I sprayed the bed, squirting so hard I couldn't breathe. I brought my knees together and pressed my hands down my pussy writhing in delight.

"You look so fucking sexy like this." Damian said, licking his lips.

I looked at the mess I had made, embarrassment covering me like a blanket, I felt the heat creeping up my face. I don't know what came over me, I've never squirted before.

"There's no reason to be embarrassed, princess," he said. He held my chin and lifted my head up so I could look him in the eyes. "You squirt so beautifully." He captured my lips

Just like that, the embarrassment I was feeling washed off, I hooked my hands around his neck and straddled him. I help him pull down his boxer, letting it stay below his knees.

I took hold of his fully erected dick in my hand and slowly lowered myself on him. I wiggled lightly for comfortability.

Damian pulled my dress up, taking it off completely, "I don't want anything keeping me away from your sexy body."

I rocked my hips, riding him slowly, my hip moved flexibly, gridding and riding. Damian's low groans made me smile, it made me know I was doing a great job.

I felt his dick pulsate inside of me, he was drawing close to the edge. I didn't stop, I rode him like I was riding a horse fast and relentlessly.

Damian suddenly grabbed my butt cheeks and held them up, with me still on top of him he started thrusting in and out of me fast and dangerously.

I grabbed his shoulders for support. I felt my own orgasm building up as well. His thrust kept on coming faster and faster until I couldn't hold on any longer.

"Oh fuck Damian!" I moaned out his name yelling at the top of my lungs cumming hard.

The next thing I heard was Damian groaning and then I felt his seed being deposited in me. I collapsed on him, breathing hard.

"Let's stay like this for a while before I take you back home." He said.

"Can't I just pass the night here?" I pressed my ears on his chest, his heart was beating so fast even though I knew it's because of the intense sex we just had, it still made me smile.

"You know it's not possible, we can't sleep here. Adrian will get suspicious."

He was right, Adrian would not be happy if he found out we crossed the line.

And then it hit me, I just had another hot sex session with my husband's brother and this time I'm aware of it and I love it. Guilt washed over me, I just cheated...