My Twin Sister Stole Everything!

My body burned so hot now, like the sun on a scorching summer day. The only ones who could save me were the two people standing in front of me.

But they were also the people I hated the most.

Icy, cold, metallic chains clung to my wrist. I desperately tried to move, but it was pointless.

Pain and pleasure mingled like fireworks inside me, but it wasn't the pleasure I wanted; it was the kind that came with shame, anger, and disgust.

I hated my body so much for feeling like this, but I knew it wasn't my fault. This was all thanks to the drug they injected into my bloodstream.

My clothes barely covered my body now. Blood, torn skin, and fresh wounds covered the rest of my exposed skin.

"Just look at your mangled face, and you still dare to glare at me like that!? You're not the young lady anymore, Lucia," Alessandro sneered.

I glared at him with pure hatred. 

He was supposed to be my future husband, someone my parents had chosen for the sake of peaceful cooperation between our families.

If only they known at that time that this man was a two-faced snake, everything could have been avoided. 

Even I had been duped by him.

"J-just ki-kill yourself, Alessandro," I muttered, my voice barely audible.

"What? What are you saying?" Alessandro mocked, picking up a bloodied mask from the ground.

"See this? Your beauty, identity, and status—everything has been taken away."

My heart shook, and my body started shivering uncontrollably, rattling the chains that bound me.

The hellish pain of having my face torn away returned once more. It was so painful that I had begged them to just kill me, but it all fall on deaf ears.

Even the arousal drug was injected to shame me more.

The mastermind then turned off the recording camera and stood up from her seat.

"That's enough, Alessandro. Go out. I'll finish things up."

"What!? This isn't what you promised, Lucy. You said I could do what I wanted with her."

"We've already burned her fingerprints and face; there's nothing left for her to threaten us. But if you keep her here, she'll become a risk"

The woman walked into the light, revealing a beauty that once belonged to me. Her long jet-black hair fell all the way to her waist.

"You've already done what you wanted anyway."

"Not everything, I—"

"What? You want to fuck her?" Lucy said with a cold smile, making Alessandro choke on his words.

"Don't forget what I said: I'll marry you, and I don't care who you sleep with, but there's no way I'll allow you to touch my twins.

Now leave and finish the funeral preparations. My parents should be buried with respect."

CLANG! CLANG!

The chains rattled as my anger surged.

"Don't you dare call them your parents! You murdered them!" I screamed, my voice cracked and weak.

"Shut the fuck up, My lucky twins! I just took my right back and returned the favor. I guess it takes a cold-blooded parent to have a cold-blooded daughter."

"They were loving parents. I don't believe you're my twin."

Lucy seem want to say something, but she than turn around, glaring at Alessandro . "Why are you still standing there!?"

Alessandro quickly tucked his body away from the basement. He probaly curious about what Lucy wanted to do with me, but he still wanted to live.

He had seen and helped Lucy take over the De Luca Familia. She killed her own parents in cold blood, faking it as an accident, and now she was about to kill me her own blood sister, her cruelty doesn't need anymore evidance to be proven.

No one in the family suspected anything, as they thought Lucy was me. 

The fact that we were twins was something our parents had kept hidden; even Alessandro, my fiancé at that time, didn't know anything.

I am sure, no would believe it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

Left alone in the room, Lucy walked closer until she was arm length away from me.

"This is my final offer. Think wisely, my dear sister."

"AH!" I moaned in shame as Lucy flicked my hard nipple.

"Give me the code to the vault. With the current situation, it's just a matter of convenience for me. 

In exchange for this, I'll let you out of here and give you some money to start your life again."

"Just kill me, you bitch!"

"Who said I want to kill you?" 

Lucy grasped my neck and began choking me.

"Your face may be disgusting and ugly now, but your body is still a virgin, and your figure is hot enough. 

Even all these wounds will just turn peoples on. I just need to put a mask on, and you're ready to go. 

I can sell you to the highest bidder or throw you to our soldato to enjoy. You should know how they treat those given to them."

Soldato are what we call the new member on our familia. It's the lowes rank the same as grunt and foot solider. 

Hearing her words make me angry, I alwasy tough each of them like my own family.

"My people won't treat me like that!"

"Hahaha, how out of touch you are with reality, Lucia! 

Do you think you're still the princess? 

I bet even if they know your identity some of them will still go for it. I can get myself a few more loyal subordinate.

AndYou know what they have done! You've thrown a few women yourself to them."

"They all deserved it!"

"By whose standard!? Yours?"

I gulped. I understood what Lucy meant. She was the one deciding what the standard was.

With our parents dead, her word was now law in the De Luca Familia.

As for the traitors I had given to our soldiers, I didn't know the details, but I knew their end.

Some committed suicide, while most who survived were broken beyond repair. The best ending was working in high-class brothels.

But with everything that had happened to me, I didn't care anymore.

So what if that happened!? In the end, I would die, and nothing would matter. 

As long as I could pull one over my devil twin, I wouldn't hesitate to do it.

But another sentence from Lucy changed my thoughts.

"I struggled from the street to reach where I am now, Lucia. I can do it, but can you?"

"29022000," I said, defeated.

"So they used our birthday, hahaha…. Did they use it to remind them of their own sin?"

Lucy then walked away toward a table filled with torture to. She opened one of the boxes and took out a syringe filled with green liquid.