Substitute Bride; My Husband's Mistakes

Chapter 5

Celine's POV

“Oh no! What am I going to do?” I wondered as I got out of the bathroom, wrapped in a white towel around my chest.

I knew that Jace wanted to sleep with me. I guessed this was the right time to inform him that I wasn’t my sister. 'How could I continue with this deceit? What if he found out? What would I do?'

I paced about the room, as I didn’t even have my phone. I could have contacted Clara and asked for her help. She was a good liar and smarter than me.

“Dammit. Should I lie and say I’m on my period?” I clutched my belly, scared of what would happen once Jace discovered the truth: that my family and I had tricked him into marrying me.

Yeah, my sister and I were slimmer, but as Clara and I grew into adulthood, I stopped keeping up with her. I got tired of burning calories like her, as she wanted to stay fit at all times.

“Babe,” Jace called as he got out of the bathroom and saw me sitting on the bed. I had stopped pacing when I heard the shower stop.

“Babe,” Jace said as he removed the towel from his waist, and I immediately glanced away.

I felt like I was committing a sin by seeing my sister’s husband's body. Though Jace and I were married, I knew I was only a substitute for my sister.

“My love, what’s wrong? You don’t want to look at my body? Did I do anything wrong to offend you?” Jace asked as he drew closer to me on the bed.

Feeling his hot body against mine made me nervous and sent chills down my spine.

I gulped hard and told him, “No, it’s not that I don’t want to look.”

Jace took my hand and placed it on his manhood. I gasped. “Ah! What are you doing?”

“I am all yours, my love. You don’t have to act shy around me. If marriage is going to make you behave like this, then we should have remained unmarried,” he said, watching my face as I frowned.

I thought about how Clara would have happily reacted if she were the one touching Jace’s body. But I wasn’t her, and I wasn’t in love with her husband.

“Clara,” Jace called my sister's name and kissed my neck. “I can’t wait to have you. Please.”

He begged me, kissing my lips passionately as he laid me on the bed without giving me a chance to explain myself.

“Jace, stop,” I said, wanting to tell him the truth. I wasn’t my sister, and I didn’t want to have s*x with him.

“What’s wrong, babe?” Jace asked as he stopped and looked at my face.

“I…” I couldn’t tell him the truth. I didn’t want my sister to hate me. I had always done what Clara wanted, but this was different. I shut my eyes, unable to reveal the truth.

I thought about Clara sacrificing her marriage for an award, and I gulped hard.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be easy on you, okay? It’s not the first time we’re doing this, so don’t be shy,” Jace spoke softly, making me speechless.

“Mm.” He kissed my lips, my neck, and my face as he trailed his hot lips down my chest.

“Jace,” I moaned his name, and he murmured, “I like how you moan my name, baby.”

Jace sucked on my right breast first—very hard, changing positions with my left—until I became so wet.

I wanted to stop him and push him away to remind him that he was mistaking me for my sister. But at the same time, I didn’t want to look at his unclad body.

Jace parted my legs and pressed his manhood against my entrance. I gulped hard.

“Are you ready, baby?” he asked as he pushed his way in, and I felt my body stretching to accommodate him.

“Jace,” I gasped as he finally pushed his way in, and he stiffened.

“What did you do to your body, Clara? Why are you so tight down there, like a virgin? Dammit! Is this why you didn’t want me to touch you?” Jace accused me, thinking I was Clara. But I shook my head as I sobbed.

“No. You can continue,” I said through my tears, unable to believe how much I had to endure to make my twin sister happy. I had always placed her happiness before mine.

“Why are you crying?” Jace asked, wanting to withdraw, but I held him back as he lay over me.

“Please, don’t stop,” I begged.

“But you’re in pain, and you’re so tight,” he said worriedly, and I nodded.

“It will ease up. Just do what you want,” I told him.

Jace looked at me in confusion but didn’t withdraw.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you. You shouldn’t have told me you did something to your body. I never complained about your body, so why did you have to tighten it?” he muttered, sounding slightly angry, and I swallowed hard.

“I’m sorry. I just didn’t know you would get annoyed,” I said, mimicking how my sister spoke whenever she was angry.

Jace calmed down, and I knew that he loved my sister dearly.

“It’s alright. The goal is to get you pregnant tonight, so get ready to take all of me,” Jace said as he pushed himself deeper into me, and I groaned.

Jace held me firmly on the bed and continued thrusting his hips hard against mine. I didn’t know how many times I climaxed as he turned me into different positions. As he had said, his goal was to make me pregnant.

I moaned, cried, and later passed out. I heard Jace reach his release and moan loudly in my ear in satisfaction.

“Babe,” Jace said, shaking me on the bed, but I had already lost consciousness.

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The next morning, I awoke nervously. It was Sunday, and I expected to see an angry Jace on the bed. Maybe he had found out that I wasn’t my sister, but he was sleeping peacefully.

I stole a look around the vast bedroom. It looked like a prince’s room, as I hadn’t taken the time to admire it the previous night, let alone the man who had taken my virginity.

My twin sister’s husband.

I was still surprised that he hadn’t found out that I wasn’t Clara. I recalled what had happened between us the previous night. He hadn’t used any protection, too.

“Oh no!” I gasped, knowing that I was in my fertile period. I looked at his face as he slept peacefully, looking breathtakingly handsome.

My eyes shifted to his lips, which had kissed me several times the previous night. Knowing that he had used those same lips to kiss my sister made me a little jealous. But I smacked my left cheek to remind myself that I was only her substitute and shouldn’t fall in love with my sister’s husband.

However, I couldn’t help but admire Jace’s humour and how he had taken care of me the previous night.

'Was that how he took care of Clara?' I pondered, but Jace awoke and caught me gazing at him.

I blushed and swiftly looked away, as I hadn’t expected him to catch me admiring him.