Twin Tormentors By RARE

Chapter 47

LEIGH-ARI

It has been TWO-FULL dang days and the boys haven’t said a single word to each other. I was honestly out of words or even means to try to get them to make up. I have tried. Trust me I have. But they were way too stubborn to even listen to me.

They even stopped coming to bed at night. They slept in their separate rooms to avoid bumping into one another. They were that pigheaded.

The first morning after the incident, at the breakfast table, the atmosphere had been so tense that all you could hear was the sound of knives and forks clanging against the plates, the rapid chewing, and the swallowing. I swear you could have taken an ax, then plucked it out. Even a steak knife wouldn’t cut through it. No one said any word, and heck, I was so out of it.

Dealing with the Cattanio twins reduced my life span by a hundred years. I swear if God meant for me to live 130 years, then I was going to die at 30, young and ugly.

A sudden thought suddenly crossed my mind. If this one failed, then fuck them!

I was going to bomb this dang castle.

“Raquel?” I called out from my lounger and Raquel came to me.

“Yes, M’lady?”

“Between a swimwear and a lingerie, which one is suitable for jacuzzi?” I suddenly missed Laura, because she was going to doll me up within seconds and help me with the whole setup.

“Anything that you will be comfortable in, M’lady.” She replied earnestly,

“What would you suggest I wear?”

“If you are alone then you can enjoy the bath while naked, it is the most relaxing that way. But if you will be having company, a nice bra and a lace thong can do the trick. That’s only if the company is well… one of the bosses or both. But when you are with your friends, swimwear is okay.” She explained briefly and I so wanted to kiss her.

I grinned and tore from the lounger, then kissed her cheek and ran into the house.

to do anything stupid this time, M’lady.” Her voice called out from behind

said through fits of laughter. Because heck! That was one for the

upon reaching, walked straight

of strings she held up in

Raquel has been taking care of my shopping, while she had a smashing taste, some of the pieces in her were meshuga. I mean they were literally strings attached with rings and

firmly, pushing them together to create that bewitching, irresistible cleavage. The base of the bralette wrapped to my back and was held together by the snaps. The top of it was held up by the knot I fixed at the back of my neck. The bralette went with the

my waist and looped down my two thighs, clasping just right

on, I knew

sexy thing to

she needed to bring, fresh lemons, salt, vodka, bourbon (the special bottle), strawberries, chocolate, and many more. Verzi had a crazy sweet tooth, while Enzo was hard on his liquor and

ingredients, I padded to the room across the hallway and

a very different interior in comparison with the rest

walls and the ceiling. The light bulbs were drilled into the ceiling, making the light to be very dim, yet

my right and the grey curtains covering the window slit open, revealing the nice

tonight, and once everything was ready,

3. Setup the

was said and done, I left the west wing

the living life out of a speedbag. Instead of telling him to stop, I just leaned against the door-seal and watched

of their things here. It had everything you

more.

an audience. After 5 minutes of him kicking the punching bag, he stood back and his eyes landed on me. The look on his face softened, but the deep furrows on his forehead

into the gym. He pulled back from the bag and yanked off the straps of

He asked instead, in his usual cold

and took small steps towards him, my eyes roaming

much. Just bored. So I thought of doing something less risky this time.” I replied smiling at him. The furrows on his forehead deepened as I stood a centimeter from him, my

He pointed out the