Married To My Sister's Husband

That's Irene?

Chapter Eight

Alora's p.o.v

I slip into a black silk gown with an off-shoulder neckline and a thigh-high slit, pairing it with diamond earrings and strappy heels—all from Zaylee’s closet. My hair is styled in a sleek bun, and I finish with a touch of makeup. The dress molds to my figure effortlessly, the fabric whispering against my skin like it belongs. It’s not far from what I’d wear on a special night, though Zaylee’s taste runs on the more expensive side. Still, when I step in front of the full-length mirror, there’s an unfamiliar edge to my reflection. Not because the style is foreign, but because tonight, I’m not just me, I’m playing the role of someone else. It's still hard to believe that I have two other identical sisters. I wonder what Irene is like, I haven't really thought about that till now. How do I talk to her tonight? Should I tell her who I am? Is it a good idea? Maybe it's too soon but what if she can help me, Zaylee is her sister too.

Laura knocks on my door and I let her in. She gasps once she takes a look at me and I smile at her

“How do I look?” I ask.

“You'll be the most gorgeous, miss Zaylee,” She says.

“Thank you, Laura,” I say.

“Miss Irene could have taken this cloth when she have chance the other day,” Laura says and chuckles.

“What day?” I ask, absentmindedly while putting a few things in my little purse, just my new phone and lip gloss. Now that I have a phone, I need to contact Hadley so she doesn't think I'm dead.

“The morning of the wedding, Miss Irene talked with Mr Van Doren and also came to your room, didn't tell me why” She says.

That's interesting.

“Did you see her come in or leave with anything?” I ask.

What did she come in here for? I didn't know family was allowed in the mighty Seth Van Doren’s mansion, I mean we spent f*****g Christmas in isolation. What did she say to Seth?

“She walk in with her bag and leave with her bag” Laura says.

Zaylee has a missing diary entry from the day before. I know this is a wild guess but could Irene have taken it? Why would she though? I'm going to have to find a way to ask her, she may not have taken it but she might know if Zaylee did something to it herself because that page could hold something important.

“By the way, I was sent to tell you Mr Van Doren is waiting downstairs” Laura says so I head down to see Seth standing at the foot of the stairs in a black suit and perfectly curled hair. He's on his phone when I see him and once we lock eyes, I don't care about how good he looks, I remember why I hate him.

His gaze leaves my eyes and trails down my body, he stares like I have the worst piece of clothing on and I know I look f*****g amazing so I won't let his bad energy get to me.

“If you're done judging we can leave” I say and his gaze comes back to my eyes.

“I was-” He begins but I stop him.

“I’d like to ride in separate cars” I say as I walk past him to the door where there's already a bodyguard waiting to open it. I don't want to know his thoughts and the last thing I want is to be stuck in a car with him beside me.

“What?” He asks and follows me outside.

“You heard me,” I say. His car is the only one outside

“Give me a key, I can drive one of the other cars” I say.

“Don't be ridiculous, it's our first outing in public as a couple, we can't arrive in different cars” He says.

“I don't see why not,” I say and I see his jaw clench, he's getting visibly annoyed, I love it. If he thinks for a second that his outburst earlier today would get me scared then he's in for a long ride.

“I stated clearly you need to be by my side during events so drop it and get in the f*****g car, please” He says.

So he begs.

“I don't know that you're not planning to reach out and kill me this time,” I say.

“Why would I want to kill you?” He asks.

“You already attempted that so maybe what you should ask is why you should spare me don't you think?!” I snap.

“I apologized and I didn't hurt you” He says. Wow that solves everything doesn't it?

“No you only choked me and I should have you to thank for not hurting me shouldn't I? So f*****g thanks for having such self control, Seth!” I yell and he clenches his fists.

“We're already late so you either get in right now or I'll carry you” He says, completely ignoring the conversation.

“I'm not stepping a foot in your car” I say adamantly. I just won't be in that tiny space with him.

“Very well,” Seth says and steps towards me, I take a step back.

“Get away from me right now” I warn.

“Why do you have to make this difficult? It's your own f*****g party” He says as wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me to his chest.

“What are you doing?” I ask.

“What does it look like?” He whispers and immediately picks me up.

“Put me down right f*****g now!” I warn.

“I will in a second” He says. I start screaming and thrashing but he holds me firmly so I can't get down.

“Someone help me!” I scream as he puts me in the passenger seat.

“Everyone here works for me just Incase you forgot” He says as he straps me and slams the door.

“You're a f*****g psychopath, anyone told you that?” I ask.

“Every now and then” He says as he starts his car and starts driving.

I glare at him but his eyes don't leave the road. We spend a few minutes in silence before I realize the door is unlocked so I immediately unbuckle my seat belt and open the door.

I see my action catches him off guard because he narrowly escapes colliding with another vehicle before he leans over and shuts it with one hand while the other is on the wheel.

“What the f**k are you doing?* He asks.

“What does it look like, genius?” I ask. I don't want to be in this car.

He immediately pulls over, frowning at me.

“You were going to jump out and hurt yourself?” He asks. “What is wrong with you? Do you think your life is a joke?!” He scolds me.

Why does he care so much? It’s my life not his.

“Can you relax? I probably wouldn't have done it, okay? Maybe I was just trying to mess with you, “ I say. I mean I didn't think it through anyway.

“How old are you again?” He asks as he pulls his tie and grabs both of my wrists in one hand.

“What are you-”

“Shut up” He says as he ties my wrists together and straps me back in.

“This is crazy” I point out.

“I think I have a tape somewhere if you’d like to keep talking,” He says and I stay quiet till we arrive at the most massive hotel I've ever seen, Callahan hotels.

They're so many people arriving and valets ready to take their cars. There's also paparazzi everywhere taking pictures.

I believe the answers I need lie behind those wide doors, the sooner I get them, the sooner I can get out of this mess.

“Here” Seth says and I look away from the hotel at him. I hadn't realized he'd untied my wrists. He's handing me his suit jacket and I stare at his biceps that hug every part of that shirt.

“What?” I ask. Why is he handing me his jacket?

“It's a cold night,” He says and I raise my eyebrows.

“Oh and you must care so much about me, no thanks” I say and step out of the car. I don't need his help.

“I can't believe I have to ask you to act right at your own party but, act right Zaylee” He whispers in my ear and grabs my hand as we walk in.

I follow his lead to the ball room because I have never been here in my entire life. I feel like I've just entered heaven because it's the most beautiful room I've been in. The room is richly lit, there's a huge chandelier in the middle of the high ceiling. Everyone is dressed elegantly, some are seated at the round tables while others are either standing and chatting or dancing to the classical music.

“It's beautiful” I say out loud, admiring everything.

“Your sister's coming this way,” Seth says and I follow his gaze to the gorgeous lady approaching us. I must have

heard him wrong so I begin to look around for Irene because the woman in front of us looks nothing like me or Zaylee.

That's Irene?