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.

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

said through fits of laughter. Because

to my bedroom and upon reaching, walked straight into the closet and went through my

the piece of strings she held up in the air, I was even surprised that I had some of the

some of the pieces in her were meshuga. I mean they were literally strings attached

cupped my breasts 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

insisted on a gold body chain that hung high on my waist and looped down my two thighs, clasping just right behind my mid-thigh. The body

on, I knew it was going to

a sexy

shrugged them off and gave her a list of things that she needed to bring, fresh lemons, salt, vodka, bourbon (the special bottle), strawberries, chocolate, and

collect the ingredients, I padded to the room across the hallway and opened it,

interior in comparison

to the walls and the ceiling. The light bulbs were drilled into the

my right and the grey curtains covering

tonight, and once everything was

Setup the

left the west wing and

living life out of a speedbag. Instead of telling him to stop, I just

humongous, just like the rest of their things here. It had everything you could possibly think of, from the treadmills to the

more.

of him kicking the punching bag, he stood back and his eyes landed on me. The look

the punching bag?” I teased walking deeper into the gym. He pulled back from the bag and yanked off the straps of

He asked

small steps towards him, my

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,

am sweaty.” He pointed