My Twin, His Obsession

our bodies slick with sweat. This was it, the secret ce

his passion, he whisp

my n

rooks. Finley is my

body we

ed "The Conquest" revealed a picture of

r this a warm-up. Gotta get familiar with t

whispered promises were all a lie. I was jus

ontinued at the g

, the man I thought loved me, stood by and watched, his expression unreadable. Later, during a

target? Why did my own family, and the man

Institute for Advanced Research, a secluded university thousan

pte

angled together in the sheets of his bed. This was it, the secret celebration of our graduat

on, he leaned in close,

whispered, hi

my name. My name is Finley Brooks

mind racing. "What

ept moving against mine, a steady, demanding rhythm.

back into the moment. But his touch now felt wrong, like a violat

ame," I insisted,

fied smile that now made my stomach turn. "I said your n

ons, to overwhelm my senses. For a moment, I almost let it. But the

ed, a deep ache settling into my bones. I didn' t have the energy to f

" he said, getting out of

t the door clicked shut behind him, I curled into a ba

scle ached. I felt fragile, used. Lying there,

y, a sick, twisting feeling in my gut, made me reach for it. I shouldn'

tion from a group chat. The name of the group was

So, did you do it? Did you

, and I saw a picture he had sent just an hour ago. It was of me, sleeping in

in my throat. The messages were a

r the final frontier. The qu

' s sister? The hot

Consider this a warm-up. Gotta get familiar wi

a savage. Using one sist

Demian had typed. "Told her I was savi

es, stolen kisses, and whispered promises. He was the most popular guy

' d smiled, and my world tilted on its axis. He pursued me rel

me to class, and sent me texts e

e true. "Why me, Demian?" I had asked h

ause you' re different, Finley Brooks. Yo

d to be the culmination of that love. But it was just a game to him. I wasn' t a p

disgusted. My body, which had felt pleasure

and dropped the phone back on the floor, turn

dge of the bed, his voice laced wi

uch my face, and I f

e," I whispered

hovering in the air

r kiss, his intentions clear.

m hard. "G

en a flicker of annoyance crossed

bit, celebrate. I' ll be back." He grabbed his ph

ror on his wall. My neck and collarbones were covered in da

ars. For him. I' d given him my trust, my loyal

rst love was a lie. A cr

told myself.

, he had convinced me we didn' t need protection. "It' s our first time,

ands shaking so badly I could barely zi

an older woman with judging eyes, looked at the box of em

muttered, just loud enough for

ks, a hot flush that had nothing to do with the summer night. I ripped the

ises about our future, about how he was only

lf, my throat tight. I will