Aria’S POV

This was the very right thing to do. I know it was because I needed money.

I needed him right now so I could get my money.

This money that I would use for my mom’s medication. I don’t know what to do if something bad happens to her.

It is better to sacrifice myself than seeing her in pain.

“Don’t…” Lucien took both of my hands and moved them out of the way so that he could get a better view of my wet folds.

“You’re beautiful.” Because the devotion that he exuded in his speech was so palpable, I can’t help but direct my attention back to him.

I shrieked when he pulled me by my legs to the edge of the bed and knelt down on the floor.

“You’re so fucking wet for me, Ariana. I can’t wait to taste you.” he murmured, and then without warning, he lifted my ass and spread my legs wide before burying his face between them, giving my puffy lips one good lick that made me cry out instantaneously as I threw my head back.

“Oh, damn…” My chest tightened up and my breath caught in my throat as my hips came dangerously close to launching me off the bed if it weren’t for his arms holding me down, and I slightly trembled to the starting sensation.

A gasp left my mouth as his mouth drew closer to my slit, open–mouthed kissed it slowly before sucking it, and I was shaking even more.

He locked his eyes with mine while eating me like he was having some kind of breakfast, his eyes filled with heat and desire.

I reached out to grab his head in an effort to pull him away from me so that

They might free me from this delectable form of torment, but he seized my hand and interlaced his fingers with mine, preventing me from being able to do so.

Then all of a sudden, he sucked my clit so forcefully that it caused me to let out a small scream.

“Ahhhh…!” Damn it! What kind of torture he was giving me?

He let out a low, lust–filled growl… and then he plunged his tongue into my opening.

This provoked moans from me that I had no idea I was capable of producing.

I can honestly say that I’ve never felt better in my entire life, and the fact that he was doing it right now was driving me crazy.

He let go of my hands so that he could transfer his hands to my breasts and twisted and pinched my nipples between his thumb and index in a torturous manner.

My body jolted instinctively due to the increased sensitivity caused by what he was doing to my body… and I found. myself grasping the sheets firmly, my toes curling with need.

As he continued to lick me, the pace with which his tongue moved increased, giving the impression that he was trying to fuck my opening with it.

I was completely drenched as a result of his fiendish torture… and I could feel waves of pleasure smashing down on me while simultaneously sensing a strange yet potent contraction in my stomach.

One more time, he sucked my clit… and this time I writhed in discomfort as I opened my mouth and widened my eyes.

My legs were shaking, and my breathing had become that of someone who just completed a marathon.

Without any warning, he moved away, resulting in a frustrated moan escaping from my mouth. He licked his lips, and a glimmer ran through his gaze.

I was curious about how I tasted on his lips. But he looked like he enjoyed what he just had.

After putting something that looked like rubber on his shaft, he wrapped his arms around me, and I hugged his back, feeling his hard erection against my opening, making me swallow in nervousness.

This is it. This is really happening.

He kissed my cheek and then pulled away from me, taking my legs, and spreading them wider, seating himself between them.

The tip of his member teased my entrance before slowly, he pressed into me.

The first thrust caused me to squeeze my eyes shut and exhaled sharply as the pain spread over my entire body.

When I opened my eyes again, I could see that Lucien had a worried expression on his face. But then he continued, aiming another thrust. As he stared at me with concern, I saw in those cobalt blue orbs how he loved me… my sister actually.

As I observed him exerting control over himself in an effort to prevent him from pushing all the way inside of me or ramming into me, as sweat began to trickle down his forehead.

It appeared to me that he was having just as difficult as I was, and seeing that gave me some solace.

Because of the agony and the pitying feelings I had for myself, a tear trickled down from the corner of my eye.

I ought to have lost my virginity to the man I love… to the man who will vow to marry me… and not to the man who already belonged to my sister.

As time went on… the pain became less intense, and all that remained was a dull feeling in the space between my thighs.

As he continued to pound into me, I tightened my hold on him, and my nails scraped across his back.

His thrusts have progressed to become more in– depth and rapid, and his entire length was now able to totally penetrate inside me.

Moans escaped my lips as I clung unto him.

Both of us were panting when he finally collapsed on top of me, allowing ourselves to catch our own breaths before either of us could utter a word.

After he managed to compose himself, he rolled onto my side and buried his face into the crook of my neck while I remained unmoved, staring at the ceiling.

What have I done?

I gave my virginity to my sister’s boyfriend for the sake of money.

I had no idea what time it was when I felt my eyelids becoming heavy.

When I was just about to nod off, I heard my phone vibrate on top of the bedside table next to me, making me jolt awake. I slowly removed Lucien’s arm that was wrapped around me, reaching for my phone to check who texted me, and as I did so… my eyes briefly landed on the time which read seven more minutes before three in the morning.

“Are you done?” It was a message from my sister, Ariana. I sighed, reading her text a few times more.

Slowly, I got up… careful not to wake the man on the bed next to me. I hurriedly slipped into Ariana’s clothes and before I walked out of the room, I stared at Lucien one more time who was sleeping peacefully, my eyes filled with admiration for how perfect his face and body were. I couldn’t believe he was inside me a few hours ago, giving me pleasure, making me a real woman.

I took a few deep breaths and gathered my belongings before forcing myself to drag out of the room, trying to ignore the ache I was feeling between my thighs due to what happened last night.

“What took you so long?” Immediately after I quietly slammed the door behind me, I was greeted by Ariana’s irate voice.

“Did you do it?”

“Yes…” I responded as I studied her from head to toe. She was wearing a black cap on her head, hiding her blonde hair in it with dark sunglasses and a face mask to cover her face. It was her idea for the two of us to wear the same outfit so that when Lucien woke up, he wouldn’t be confused about why I had changed into a different dress. “He’s still sleeping…”

“Good! You can leave now,” she commanded, straightening up from leaning against the wall and when she was just about to open the door, I moved to block her way.

“Wait!” I grabbed her wrist to stop her. “Where’s the money?”

She forcibly brushed away my hand that was holding her wrist and pushed me before removing the things covering her face and flinging them on me.

As I studied her face, I felt like I was staring at the reflection of myself. She looked exactly like me, and the only things that set her apart were her haughty posture and her mysterious air of superiority. Other than that… we were virtually identical.

Because her hair was blonde and mine was black, I had to wear a wig so that her boyfriend wouldn’t recognize me as a different person. Her eyes were brown while mine was amber so I had to wear contacts.

I had to do all of these tasks, to look exactly like her… to copy her… and I even put a hena tattoo just like the scar on her chest to sleep with her boyfriend for the sake of my mother who was in the hospital, and critically right now.

The girl standing in front of me was no other than Ariana Vaughn, my identical twin sister who was older than me by only ten seconds.

However, when we were just four years old… our parents got divorced and the court made a decision to also separate us from each other.

My custody had been given to my mom, and she ended up taken away by dad.

My mother became ill… and I was forced to look for work in order to provide for our day–to–day needs and her medical expenses.

Meanwhile… my father quickly remarried a wealthy woman, and he and my sister both enjoyed the lavish lifestyle they had always desired. From that point on… I had the impression that we would never have to see each other again, but maybe life was simply unfair to decent women like my mother and me.

“It’s not like I would fool you, dear sister…” she said in a sarcastic tone, making me pull my thoughts back to the present, and I almost rolled my eyes at her statement.

“Get the money from dad, not from me! Now, get out of my way! If Lucien finds out about this, it would be game over for you and your mother!”

I moved out of the way to make room for her, but before she could proceed,

she kicked the sunglasses that were lying on the ground in my direction.

“Put those on and get the hell out of here!” she finally entered the room and was about to shut it on my face when I pressed smy palm on it.

“What is it again?!”

“You really ought to pay a visit to mom in the hospital. She’s been really sick and is thinking about you a lot…” my voice was shaking when I remembered my mom always calling for her name when she was asleep.

“I don’t care!” She merely scoffed at me before slamming the door to my face.

I shook my head as I bent down to pick up the cap and dark sunglasses on the ground and put them on.

I gave a brief glance at the door for a moment and smiled bitterly before finally walking off.

Finally stepping out of the hotel and into the heavy snow that blanketed the city, I wasted no time in flagging down a taxi.

“Doctor Henry… I’m begging you to please keep providing treatment for my mother…” As soon as I had made myself comfortable inside the taxi, I dialed the number of my mother’s physician. “Please… I’ll take care of the bill later…”

After he assured me that they wouldn’t stop giving my mom the treatment she needed, that was the only time that I hung up the phone. I was hoping that my mother would finally recover after I got my money from my father.

The payment for sleeping with my sister’s boyfriend.

After what felt like forever… the taxi finally pulled up in front of a blue–gray mansion at exactly five in the morning, causing a sigh of relief to escape my mouth.

After paying the taxi driver, I opened the door and stepped out.

I wrapped myself as tightly as I could in my thick, old brown coat, and did my best to cover up and I softly grumbled as I made my way slowly towards the Vaughn Mansion, which was situated in the urban area of New York.

It was obvious from the outside that it possessed an incredible amount of power and wealth.

The heavily armed security officers waved me through the enormous electronic iron gates that were etched in the center with a golden letter L that was far bigger than I was.

In front of the mansion was a roundabout, with a gigantic fountain in the center but was now coated with snow.

A statue of a roaring tiger ready to attack, was in the middle of the fountain.

It was always been my dream to live in a house with a beautiful landscape like this… with towering trees, shrubs, bushes, and a garden that was so vibrant if not for the snow.covering them.

The bed of green Bermuda grass had been mowed to absolute perfection but it had turned white.

The atmosphere was fragrant with the aroma of pine needles and wood smoke.

So wintery…

The enormous structure was built out of a single piece of solid rectangular concrete, and it was placed in the exact center of the immense estate. In the back… there was a river, and on both of the property’s sides, there were trees, a pool, and a pond.

My dad and my sister would never have the opportunity to live such a privileged life if it weren’t for the fact that he married a wealthy woman after his divorce with my mother.

I was trembling so badly that I couldn’t stop as I raised my quivering fist to knock on the enormous double wooden door.

After waiting for five minutes with no one opening the door, I began to repeatedly ring the doorbell. I let out a breath of relief when I heard footsteps coming from the direction of the door on the other side of the room.

A servant in her mid–thirties eventually opened the door for me with a wide smile plastered on her lips.

“Miss, you’re back-” the smile on her face halted as she peered into my eyes, undoubtedly wondering why the hue had changed.

Earlier in the taxi, I removed the contact lenses I was wearing because I was feeling uncomfortable wearing them.

But the fake blonde hair on my head remained as I covered it with the cap and the hood of my coat.

Her gaze moved from my eyes to the old coat that I was wearing.

“Who are you?”

“I’m here for dad— for Mr. Vaughn…” I responded with chattering teeth, red cheeks, and cold visible breaths.

She showed a disapproving expression by knitting her brows together and clicking her tongue.

“He’s still asleep. You’re going to have to hold off till he wakes up.” After she finished speaking, she slammed the door on my face, causing me to startle and take a step backwards.

I heaved a sigh as I adjusted the hood of my coat and made my way to the fountain, where I sat down and wait.

It’s only five in the morning.

I wondered what time my father would wake up.

Till how many hours would I wait for him in the middle of this snowy place? What time will I get my money?

I was already starting to feel numb, and the only thing that could be heard over the howling wind was my whimpers.

I rubbed my hands together in a vain attempt to generate even the slightest amount of body heat.

The entrance to the mansion opened once more after what seemed like two eons had passed, revealing the same expressionless face of the servant.

“You may come in now…” she called out and I dashed inside, still shivering from the cold. However,

I came to an abrupt halt when I spotted my father sitting on the leather couch with a newspaper in his hands.

When he noticed that I was entering the house, he took his time looking at me through the newspaper while I stood at the back of the door, unmoved but lips trembling and body shivering.

The sophisticated woman sitting next to him immediately questioned me in an urgent manner, “Is everything successfully done and over with?”

“Yes…” I responded really quickly. I didn’t want to be here. I just wanted my money and then I’ll leave right away.

“Did Lucien Knight catch her?” she asked again.

“No…” I let out a sigh as I met her intense gaze.

“He was sound asleep when I left the room…”

“Thank goodness…” she squealed as she pressed her palms to her chest in a joyful expression.

She was stunningly beautiful in every sense of the word, and her flawless face was always brightened up by a broad smile.

My father set the newspaper down on the coffee table and a smile appeared on his lips as well.

“Lucien will finally marry our Ariana…”

“I know, right!” she chuckled. “Within a short period of time, our family will achieve widespread renown, and we will undoubtedly take pleasure in the abundant wealth and prestigious position of the knight family. In the long run, Ariana will have better opportunities for development in the future!”

“Of course!” While my father ran his fingers over his full beard and entertained various thoughts in his head, he had a sly grin on his face.

“It’s just a matter of time before we get our hands to the Knight family! Soon, the Knight and Vaughn families will merge into a single entity and become the most influential family in the whole wide world!”

And they both burst out in a loud laugh together.