My Twin Obsession

Chapter 7

Next day I came to work prepared. I put on my best dress, white and skintight, but it still somehow looked very appropriate for work. I kept my makeup quite natural and pulled my hair into a tight bun. The whole outfit screamed, "I look hot but don't you dare mess with me!"

I got to work right on time, chatted a bit with Renee, who told me that the twins weren't in just yet and probably won't be here until later in the afternoon, which made me feel more relaxed but also a bit disappointed. I had dressed for them, obviously.

So I started my day with a bit of organizing the office so that I knew where every bit of information could be found, then looked at the schedule my bosses had downloaded on my digital calendar and made a few phone calls to reassure myself that every meeting was scheduled, the tables at the restaurants reserved and there were no surprises with their day. It looked like both of them had no plans for today, so they would probably spend their day here. Just great.

I then took a mini break to look for a few things to liven my office. I needed some plants and some paintings or photographs wouldn't hurt either. Though I did not know how long I would stay here. Maybe after just a few days, the twins would tire of me and I would be fired again.

There was a ping coming from my computer that meant that one of my colleagues had messaged me. I opened the company's messenger and saw that it was Jake that had written to me, saying that they would be in their office in ten and ordering me to meet them there with cups of coffee and doughnuts.

I went to Renee, knowing that she would probably know how the twins liked their coffee, and it turned out that Jake drank it black without sugar, as I would've imagined, but Adrian preferred coffee with almond milk and a touch of sugar. Interesting.

I made the way to their office with both cups of coffee in my hands, hoping their hearts weren't set on those doughnuts since I didn't have the time to get them. As I approached the door, I could hear the twins talking inside. I took a deep breath before stepping inside the room.

"No, she was all kinds of wrong. Pretty, sure, but would you really like to f**k her with the sounds that she made?" Andrian sneered. He hadn't seen me yet. "No, she can be a model all she wants, but there is no way we will sign her to our company!" he demanded and I relaxed. At first, I had thought that they were talking about me and that made me self-conscious about the way I sounded, especially during s*x, but since I had no aspirations to become a model I knew that was some other woman they were degrading right now.

"I saw how hard you were after that little demonstration, little brother, so don't lie to me. The girl may not be anything special, but you can't lie that she did nothing to you," Jake answered and I blushed, the conversation finally making some sort of sense.

"No, she did not. She wasn't the only girl in the room if you hadn't noticed," at that remark, I cleared my throat to make my presence clear. There was no way I wanted to continue eavesdropping.

"Come on in and take a seat, Ms. Faith," Jake said and sat down himself as if I hadn't walked in on them discussing our dirty secret. He was dressed in a gray three-piece suit that made his green eyes pop. His hair looked a bit disheveled as if he had run his hand through them more than once or simply f****d recently. Knowing the brothers, the latter seemed more likely.

As I went to the table, I heard Adrian lock the door behind me and I gulped, remembering what had happened only yesterday when Adrian had done the same thing. I turned around, taking in his powerful stance. Contrary to his brother, Adrian was simply dressed, in jeans and a black dress shirt that somehow made sense on him. He looked me in the eyes and his gait turned predatory.

You won't be intimidated by them anymore, Izzy! I reminded myself. Addressing Andiran and then Jake, I was happy to hear how calm and collected I sounded.

"Mr. Woodhouse. Mr. Woodhose." I nodded my head in greeting. "You wanted to see me?" I asked, handing them their beverages. They didn't thank me. Arrogant pricks I rolled my eyes inwardly.

"Yes. It has come to our attention that you haven't yet booked yourself a ticket to Miami for the next weekend. Why is that?" Andrian asked, drawing my attention to him.

"Miami? What's in Miami?" I asked in confusion. How come I had never heard of it even if I had read almost every file in that cabinet?

"The annual Dreamers conference, obviously" he sneered. "And you have to come as our personal assistant," he added, slowly drinking his coffee. A sip of it dripped down his chin and his tongue darted out to lick it. I gulped and from the gleam in his eyes, I knew that was no accident.

"And why does it have to be me?" I asked, more huskily than before. I pressed my tights together, trying to persuade my body not to react to their closeness, smell, words, looks...

"Because coming to conferences with us is in your job description," Jake said, matter-of-factly. "So go ahead and book yourself a ticket and call the hotel to say that Lea won't be coming to the conference and you will take her place. " He then stood up and buttoned his jacket. "Now, excuse me, I have to go take care of an emergency, so I'm afraid it's going to be just you and Adrian today."

He left with that, unlocking and then locking the door again. Why did they lock the door if we were simply talking?

I turned to Adrian who was standing in front of the window now. "Do you need me now or can I go back to the office?" I asked, secretly hoping he would let me go. I had to make some preparations for the flight apparently. And then I could freak about the whole Miami situation.

"Go get your jacket. We're going to lunch and then you will accompany me to a meeting with a client," he responded, void of any emotion. I sighed, but listened to him and went to get my jacket. I kinda had the feeling that today would be no fun.