Chapter 12: Chapter 12

Sarah

Despite all the initial bad impression, which I believed was quite accurate, the sex was delightful, and I felt fully satiated, even though it was my first time, which was quite surprising. Now that I had fulfilled my part in that "deal," or rather, Rachel's part, I could simply get up and leave. But the warm body next to me was very pleasant, and I felt extremely relaxed after all the tension I had been through since leaving the apartment where I had been living.

I thought about starting a conversation, but I felt so languid that my eyes seemed to want to close. I was even feeling drowsy, which was very unusual since I was used to staying up late, reading, or watching TV series. Now I could understand why they say that those who have more sex sleep better, I thought with amusement. But at that moment, I realized that "he" was very quiet, and I lifted my head to look at him directly.

“Did you fall asleep?” I asked softly, as I didn't want to wake him if that was the case.

“I'm thinking,” he replied without even opening his eyes.

The tone he used to answer made me tense again because it no longer resembled the seductive gentleman I had sex with less than an hour ago. Maybe I should just get dressed and leave. I had already accomplished what I came here for, and I didn't want to be treated with the same arrogance as before.

I rolled in bed until I sat at the edge, with my feet already touching the floor. Looking around the room, I searched for my clothes. Timidity took hold of me as well, and I crossed my arms over my breasts, feeling embarrassed by such exposure of my body in front of someone so cold.

“Where do you think you're going?” He asked.

I looked at him, now staring back at me with his icy eyes, and I had to admit to myself that he may be an arrogant and cold man, but he was incredibly handsome, and I almost sighed just looking at all that rough beauty.

“I've fulfilled my part in our deal,” I said, trying to sound as cold as he did. - So, I can leave then.

“Come here,” he called, and despite the words, his tone was gentle, managing to soften all my feeble resistance.

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Just by hearing his warm voice, I already felt all my nerve endings in turmoil, a shiver of excitement spreading throughout my body, just by remembering how wonderful it was to have him inside me, his powerful movements filling me.

I knew I should resist, but I didn't for one lousy second. Soon I was forgetting my sudden shyness and lying back down beside him on the bed.

As soon as I leaned my body against his, he spun around, and then he was on top of me, his eyes watching my face and making me completely horny.

I thought he was going to say something, but instead, his lips took hold of mine in a demanding way, taking it all in a kiss that made me wish I was being filled by him again, the horniness he aroused, sucking my tongue and handing me his to do the same.

We kissed for long, delicious minutes and when we broke apart, I pulled in my breath as if I was drowning in all the desire he managed to arouse in me. He left me breathless!

I thought about telling him what I was feeling, but his eyes were hard again and I didn't understand why because we had just started in a kiss that only couples with a lot of chemistry could achieve, something that had never happened to me before and I was feeling breathless.

- "What's the matter..." I interrupted myself because although our bodies knew each other well now, I still didn't know his name.

"Kael." To my surprise, he realized the reason for my interruption and said his name "Kael Graham."

"I like your name," I said with a satisfied smile, for I now knew his name and it was as beautiful as the owner's

I was feeling very happy, as I believed that for him to have said his name, was showing that I was not the only one to be affected by the sex we had.

"My name is..." I interrupted myself, unsure whether to lie and say my name was Rachel or say my real name.

- "Sarah Mitchell," he said without even blinking, fully aware of my reaction at that moment.

"But how... !?" I was just stunned!

"Did you think you could fool me by switching places with each other?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," I still tried to make myself look unintelligent.

"I know the pictures on the auction app weren't yours, they were your sister Rachel's." He explained, "Too bad you gave up your virginity for nothing. The deal fell through and I'll be asking for my money back."

Kael dropped that bomb in my lap, almost literally, and fell into a laugh that I even called sinister, because I even felt a shiver of apprehension.

I tried to get out from under his body, but Kael held my hands tightly, showing that he would not let me out of that position and only now I felt at a disadvantage.

"Let me out!" I said loudly, trying to get my wrists free and squirming under him, trying to break free from his grip "I want out!!!!"

He then released me, turning in bed until he moved away from my body but remained lying down, adjusting the pillows and reclining on them calmly, still wearing a smirk on his lips. As soon as I felt his body free, I jumped off the bed and walked as far away from it as possible. Just looking at the piece of furniture now filled me with disgust for myself, for how I completely surrendered to that hostile man, and even for enjoying being with him.

"Are you upset because I found out that the twins tried to make a fool out of me?" Did he want to taunt me on top of everything else?

I looked around the cabin and, spotting my clothes, I started picking them up one by one, without even bothering to give any response. I made my way toward a door that I assumed led to a bathroom.

I was right; it was indeed a bathroom, and soon I found towels and hygiene products that allowed me to take a shower. I tried to wash away any remnants of the sexual encounter we had and cleanse myself of the scorching sensations he had awakened in my inexperienced body.

How could he know that it was Rachel who had put herself up for auction? And even more shocking, at least in my understanding, how could he differentiate one from the other?

Although we weren't identical, we looked very similar. We had the same features, and for those who didn't know us well, it was quite difficult to tell us apart, often possible only by our behavior.

I always tried to remain silent, and everyone insisted on saying that I was a very calm girl, while Rachel was always highly energetic, unable to stay quiet for long, and always expressing her opinion to everyone. That's how it had always been, and that was how people found a way to distinguish us when we were apart.

When we were together, it wasn't so difficult because it was quite clear who was who, both through our clothing choices and our behavior.

So, once again, I questioned myself: how did that man not only know it was Rachel at the auction but also identify that she wasn't the same girl who was with him there?