Ralph and Charlie were identical twins, but that was all they had in common. Charlie became Ralph's worst enemy when their billionaire father transferred the Thompson's Empire to Ralph, leaving Charlie behind. Now, Charlie was determined to do all within his power to destroy his blood brother, leaving nothing out. What became of the two brothers at the end?
It was a cold, night and Charlie got into his car and drove towards Nina's house, which was on the outskirts of town.
As he got closer, he could see the faint glow of the porch light shining through the darkness. He pulled up to the curb and parked his car, making sure to turn off the headlights so as not to alert Nina to his presence.
He took a deep breath and stepped out of the car, the cold air sending shivers down his spine. The night was quiet, save for the sound of crickets chirping in the distance. Charlie walked up to the front door and stood there for a moment, unsure of what to do next.
He knew that Nina had always had a hard time telling him and his identical twin brother apart, so he decided to use that to his advantage. He took a deep breath and cleared his throat, mimicking Ralph's voice as best he could.
"Nina, it's me, Ralph. Can I come in?"
Charlie heard footsteps coming from inside the house and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. What if Nina realized it wasn't Ralph? But he pushed the thought aside and waited patiently for her to open the door.
After a few moments, the door opened and Nina stood there, rubbing her eyes sleepily. "Ralph, what are you doing here?" she asked, her voice groggy.
Charlie forced a smile and stepped inside. "I couldn't sleep and I just wanted to see you," he said, still mimicking Ralph's voice as much as he could, and walking into the sitting room.
Nina closed the door and went on to sit on one of the sofas. As soon as she sat down, Charlie moved close to sitting beside her, putting his arms around her neck, with his eyes fixed on the TV screen, as if what was being shown caught his attention.
He had been waiting for this moment for a long time to get back at Ralph, and now that it was here, he was determined to make the most out of it.
Just a few days ago, Ralph had been handed over the largest of the family companies, JFlier Group by Mr Thompson Jaden, their father, making Ralph the CEO of the company.
Ralph was ecstatic and felt honoured that his father had chosen him to take over the company. But Charlie was not happy about it at all.
He had always felt that his father favored Ralph over him and this was just another example of it.
Charlie believed that he was just as capable as Ralph and should have been allowed to run the company.
The fact that his father handed over the largest of the family companies to Ralph was a bitter pill for Charlie to swallow.
It was like a confirmation that he was the black sheep of the family, despite his several attempts to please his father.
He had dropped out of different Universities and later managed to graduate with an ordinary diploma, but to Mr Thompson, this was not good enough. Ralph on the other hand had graduated as the best student from one of the most prestigious Universities in the city.
Just a few days ago, Charlie had packed his bags to leave the family house. His anger was palpable and his departure from the house tripled his feeling of resentment for Ralph.
He felt he had been overlooked by his father and had been given nothing significant, while Ralph was given everything on a silver platter.
Charlie took a deep breath, trying to keep his composure as he looked into Nina's eyes. He had to make sure that she believed he was Ralph. He cleared his throat and spoke in a low, sultry voice, mimicking his brother as best as he could.
"I missed you, Nina," he said, hoping that his voice was convincing enough. "I couldn't help but think about you all day, and I just had to come to see you."
Nina's eyes widened in surprise, and she took a step back, looking at him suspiciously. "Ralph, I'm very surprised you're here this time of the night."
Charlie nodded, keeping his eyes locked with hers. "I just had to see you, Nina. I need you."
Nina's expression softened, and she took a step closer to him. "What's wrong, Ralph?" she asked, concern etched in her features. "Is everything okay?"
"Sure. Just felt like making love with you." Charlie said, his voice low and seductive. "I can't stop thinking about you."
"Really?" Nina asked as Charlie drew her closer to himself with his hands clasped around her waist.
Before Nina could say anything more, Charlie grabbed her face with his two hands, looking into her eyes passionately.
Nina found it difficult to resist, even though she perceived the smell of his perfume. It was not like Ralph's usual smell, but she believed Ralph must have changed his perfume.
She didn't seem to be bothered by this right now as she was lost in a world of passion and desire where every other thing did not seem to matter.
Charlie stylishly dragged Nina into the bedroom, and as the night progressed, the chemistry between Charlie and Nina intensified, culminating in a passionate kiss.
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