In Love with the Wrong Twin? The CEO Reve Twins

Chapter 37

Chapter 37

Chris’s POV

Did I call them? Did I really bother them, knowing that they had gotten engaged last night? Knowing they would most definitely be preoccupied. I would be seeing them in a few hours for breakfast anyway. I sighed heavily looking at the email I had gotten and turned my phone off. No, I would leave it until we were back at work on tomorrow. It wasn’t going anywhere fast, and we would have the whole weekend to sort it out if anything came of it.

I got out of bed and noticed how empty my room looked since I had shipped all of Kira’s things back to her parents after she betrayed us. I put my head into my hands. How had my life come to this? I honestly had grown to love Kira and hadn’t really thought about the betrayal until now, having been too busy to stop and think. But now, alone with my thoughts it was unreal. I had thought I loved Rebecca, realised I did, but only as a sister to then get Kira who I had only agreed to marry for my father, slowly fall for her and then she betrayed me. Maybe I was a jackass? Loving people for the wrong reasons, playing with their hearts? I shook my head and headed for my shower, hoping I could wash away the guilt I was feeling.

Michael’s POV

I stirred and noticed it was just becoming light outside. I stared at the alarm over Rebeccas shoulder and noticed it was only 5.30am. Rebecca was laying in my arms facing me now, us having woken up a few times in the night. I thought back to it and couldn’t stop smiling. I leant down and pecked her on the head, knowing she would be tired. We weren’t meeting our parents until 9am so I would let her sleep.

I gently pulled myself away from her even though I didn’t want to and headed to the bathroom to wash up however as I did, I noticed my phone flashing. A call at this time? I looked and didn’t recognise the number and wondered whether I should answer. In my thinking time I was too late, and the call hung up. I shrugged and was about to head to the bathroom again when a text came through.

We have access to your servers and will leak all the information on your clients, customers and staff if you don’t cooperate with us.

I frowned at the message. What i***t would call and text me to threaten such an idiotic thing when I knew that wasn’t true. I mentally slapped myself, obviously it was Kira, probably from a new phone number. I rolled my eyes, ignoring the text and headed to the shower.

Rebecca’s POV

I awoke, stretching and realised Michael wasn’t in bed with me. I turned to face his side and heard someone clattering around in the kitchen. I picked up my phone from the bedside table and saw it was around 7.30. I got up, realising I was still naked and searched around for clothes only finding my dress from last night. I sighed and went over to Michael’s wardrobe to find a shirt that might fit me and cover everything. I wore one of his pale blue shirts and looked at myself in one of his floor length wardrobe mirrors. Yeah, it covered my butt well enough.

I left the bedroom and saw Michael making coffee in the kitchen. He clearly hadn’t heard me, so I snuck up behind him and put my arms around his waist. I felt him stiffen for a brief second before he relaxed.

“Good Morning!” He said, not breaking his concentration from grinding beans and I smiled, hugging him tighter.

“Morning!” I sighed in content. This felt right. All of the days of dreaming about Chris didn’t compare to how I felt right now. Happy, safe and loved.

“I’m making coffee.” He pressed a button to start the coffee and turned to greet me. “However…” I saw him bite his lip and look me up and down. “It might have to wait though…” I looked at him confused but I saw lust in his eyes. “Rebecca, you’re wearing nothing but my shirt, in my flat, half asleep, hair messy and skin glowing from our night. You look so sexy right now.” He said, not mincing his words. I blushed as he put his hands around me, cupping my backside and lifting me to him.

“I didn’t even think when I put it on. I just wanted to be covered, walking around your flat.” I said as he placed kisses down my neck. “Michael…” I groaned. He didn’t answer, just groaned into my neck. “We don’t have time… I need to shower and head to my flat to get clothes.” I said, angry at myself for not having clothes with me. I felt him smile into my neck before he turned, me still in his arms, turned off the coffee machine and carried me into the bedroom again. “Seriously…” I groaned, but he didn’t take me to the bed as I expected, instead carrying me into the bathroom. He placed me on the stone floor, and I looked at him curiously.

“We can save time, by showering at the same time.” He grinned and I looked at his face. He was serious and playful at the same time. His eyes showing his playful side as the grey fog in them seemed to swirl around in different directions. I liked how comfortable he was with me. He must have noticed my look as he furrowed his brows. “What?” He asked worried. I reached up and grabbed his face, pulling it to me and placing a small kiss on his lips.

“Absolutely nothing. I just like this side of you. I’ve never seen it and I’m glad you feel comfortable enough to show it to me now.” I saw his face change from worry to confusion to playfulness again as he took off his shirt and started unbuttoning mine. Laughing I unbuttoned his trousers, realising he was wearing black jeans. I didn’t even know he owned jeans, always wearing formal wear around me. When we were both naked, he ran the shower and yet again picked me up and carried me into the shower. It was a small, glass, walk in shower but we both fit in it comfortably. He pushed me against the tile wall which was slowly heating up thanks to the warm water and began kissing me passionately. Oh, this man was incredible. I kissed him back, fiercely, and he pulled away looking heated. I wrapped my legs around his waist and wriggled my hips at him. He growled, his serious expression coming back onto his face as he gripped my ass with his let hand and placed his other on the wall to steady us. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders as he lowered me onto his manhood, causing us both to groan in pleasure. We moved in sync together, him raising his hips as I lowered and raised mine. It wasn’t long before I was grabbing his hair, and he was speeding up.

“Yes!” I shouted as he plunged in deeper to me. He took his hand off the wall and put his other hand under my bottom too to control us better. I leant against the wall, so he could have complete control, and he did. He bounced me up and down, quicker and quicker.

“God Rebecca, youre perfect.” He said as he looked into my eyes. I placed my forehead against his.

“I love you, Michael.” I whispered out between groans as we both reached our climax together. I got my breath back as Michael placed me down in the shower. “I’m glad you don’t have neighbours.” I joked, knowing we had both been pretty loud all night. He chuckled and proceeded to pass me the soap after filling his hands. I thought he was about to wash himself when he instead began to stroke the shower gel over my body. Surprised at how sensual it was I decided to return the favour. We spent a good amount of time after in the shower until we realised, we needed to get out and get dressed.

“Damn it!” Michael drew in breath between his teeth.

“We’re going to be late, aren’t we?” I snickered and he glared at me, but I knew it wasn’t serious. However, I didn’t know he would be worried at what his father would say if we were actually late.

“If someone hadn’t changed her locks, then I would have already gotten her clothes.” He teased me but I looked at him with a glare.

“Get dried and drink some coffee. Hairdryer is in my bedside table on the right. I’ll run over to yours and get something suitable for you to wear for breakfast.” He said. I tilted my head and raised an eyebrow.

“Something suitable?” I questioned and he realised his mistake.

“I didn’t mean what you normally wear isn’t, I meant, Ill try to match things, not bring you a ridiculously bright short crop top and a work skirt.” He said and I laughed.

“I knew what you meant.” I pecked his cheek as he pulled on his jeans, hair still dripping from the shower. He left to get me clothes as I dried my long brown hair, drinking coffee naked on Michael's bed.