Pregnant for the Twin Billionaire

nearly blinded me. I shut my eyes immediately and tried again. This time around, I open my eyes slowly and focus on the bed. I am naked and under a white duvet. Suddenly, I am aware of the presence

thes in a hurry and leave a couple of cash on the bed. I did not want to be the billionaire who sleeps with random prostitutes with or without protection. I bend my head low when I leave the room, climbing down the stairs until I get to my car, relief washing over me. "How could you be so stupid Jordan?" I screamed at myself inside my car, bemoaned, closing my eyes and letting ou

for me and he jumped up in surprise immediately I entered unannounced. His eyes glint with mischievousness and I am suddenly annoyed at how identical we look. I could practically see the anger on his face. "What are you doing in my house, Jason?" I ask with irritation. Jason and I have been sworn e

the hell is this?" I ask even though I watch clearly from the grainy video how I had sex with a lady repeatedly, only my face revealed to the camera. My hands are shaking as I attempt to balance my fear with enough composure. "Your worst nightmare," he says, snatching his phone back from my hands with an evil smile. My body freezes in fear and fury. Damn it! I knew that bastard was no client and his contract was a trap, and I fell right into it. "What the fucking hell? You took this to another level, Jason." I reply furiously. "Blah blah blah twin brother. You have two weeks to hand over everything about the company to me; documents and all, unless, this little secret of yours," he says, pointing to his

re he left; the look of resolution. I am scared because when Jason says he will do something, he will do it. We inherited that stubborn feature from our father. I let out a frustrating sigh before hear