Adam's POV Terror took over me. Emma, my Emma, had not only found me out, she had told my brothers I was a virgin and now it turned out I was not. I felt so disappointed. I had fallen right into her trap. How was it possible that my Emma had slept with someone else who was not me? But now everything made sense. Those ridiculously handsome men and Emma. It all fit together perfectly. Any one of them could have slept with her, not just that guy Aaron. Damn it, she made me look like an idiot. But I would get even. If they had her, then I would too. Emma would be mine and I would make her forget every single one of those men. I would make sure that after being with me, she would never want to be with anyone else. I was pulled out of my thoughts by a loud bang. The door slammed open and I saw Emma walk into the room with the mirror, the sex mirror. She started pulling her clothes out of the drawers. She was probably leaving, doing exactly what she said she would. Like I was going to all

Emma's POV Amme’s arrival was going to complicate everything, I was sure of it. But it did not matter. She was my twin sister. The only one who truly understood me and who had never taken my parents’ side. When it came to defending me, she always bared her claws, and I knew this time would not be any different. I finished drying my hair and went to bed in lace lingerie, like I always did. That was something Amme had taught me. No matter what I looked like or how insecure I felt, I had to dress well and dress for success, even if it was just to go to sleep. I had to embrace my femininity, even if I thought no one would notice me or if I weighed two tons. She always joked about that, saying I was not as fat as I imagined and that I exaggerated when I said I weighed two tons. But that insecurity did not come only from me. It came from the people around me, from the way I had always been seen and treated. Anyway... I tried to follow some of Amme’s advice, and that was how I ended up in

Emma's POV I picked up the phone and answered. It turned out the one who had brought me back to reality was Amme."Good morning, Amme." "Good morning, beautiful Emma. What time are you coming to pick me up?" "I will be there in an hour and a half. Do not eat breakfast. I will make you something." "Perfect. I love you, Emma." "I love you too, sweetheart." - "Who do you love? Who are you calling sweetheart?" Keller’s voice startled me just as I finished the call. "I know this is your apartment, but... do you not know how to knock?" "Of course I know how to knock. I knocked more than ten times and sat by the door for almost half an hour. I got worried and came in right when you were telling who knows which of your exes that you loved him. Funny enough, his name also starts with an A... do you have some weird obsession with that letter, Emma? Even worse, you said you only had two exes, but it turns out you have three." "Huh? Oh! Ha ha ha. You are crazy, Keller." "C

Adam's POV I spent the entire afternoon working and completely forgot that I had that damn family dinner to attend. It was exhausting when my parents insisted like that, and I did not even understand the point of getting together if Emma was not going to be there. I left my company at seven and went straight home to shower and get ready, just like Emma had told me to. Even though I did not think it was necessary, I did what she said. I hoped she would show up at the last minute and see me there, handsome and sexy as always, just for her. I had to admit that ever since Emma became my sexual interest, I liked having her around more every day. She seemed quite pleasant, and her weight had faded into the background. In fact, I had realized she was not fat, she was big. A very, very great woman. Anyway. Once again, the dinner was being held in my garden. The Smiths had arrived, and so had my parents. When I stepped into the garden, I found not only my siblings, including Andrea, b

"Excuse me, Mrs. Smith, but I am not getting engaged to anyone. Deciding something like that for me is incredibly disrespectful. You can make decisions about your daughters if they allow it, but no one decides for me, and I don't give a damn… Don't interrupt me, Mom." My mother was about to shut me up or try to persuade me, but I wasn't going to let her. "As I was saying, I don't give a damn if the Smiths and the Kellers have been friends forever, or if they do business together, or whatever. I'm not getting married just to strengthen your ties. With all due respect, Miss Amme, you are an admirable and beautiful woman, but I have no intention of getting married, not now and not in five years. So I hope you don't take my rejection personally." "Don't worry, Mr. Keller. I wouldn't take it personally. After all, you're not being disrespectful or discriminatory, and besides… no one has asked me if I want to marry you. And the truth is, I don't. I'm not interested in getting married,