Chapter 6

For a few moments, my mind felt like it had exploded.

A loud buzzing filled my ears. I couldn't hear anything else.

"You're… Kevin's twin brother?" I stammered.

The man in the car smiled faintly. "That's right. Nice to meet you, Ayla. I'm Lucas Gray."

The blood drained from my face as I remembered the night before—how I'd pinned him to the bed, completely unaware of who he was.

Scrambling off his lap in a panic, I nearly fell again.

Kevin crossed the street, yanking me roughly out of the car. His jaw was tight with irritation.

"Lucas, she didn't cause you any trouble last night, did she?"

Their voices were nearly identical, but Kevin's carried a youthful edge, tinged with jealousy and suspicion.

Tears welled up in my eyes as panic set in.

Kevin was already difficult to deal with, and now I'd unknowingly tangled with his twin brother. Who knew what kind of torment these two might put me through?

Lucas, on the other hand, seemed calm and collected. He studied me for a moment, then smiled.

"Last night? I'm not sure what you're talking about."

"This morning, I ran into your little girlfriend in the elevator."

"Though… it seems she mistook me for someone else."

His soothing demeanor eased my panic slightly.

It felt like he wasn't trying to toy with me.

Lucas turned to me, his tone warm and polite.

"Miss Ayla, would you like me to take you home?"

Kevin pulled me behind him protectively, his expression darkening.

"Lucas, stop joking around. Ayla is my girlfriend. She doesn't need your help."

Lucas chuckled knowingly, rolling up his window and driving off.

As the taillights disappeared around the corner, Kevin's face turned cold.

"Ayla, where were you last night?"

My heart pounded as I lowered my head, avoiding his gaze.

"I didn't go anywhere last night."

"Liar."

Kevin leaned in close, his eyes narrowing as he smirked.

"So, which one of my friends did you sleep with last night? Just tell me, I won't get mad."

His words struck a nerve. My face drained of color as I slapped him hard across the face.

"For the last time, I didn't go anywhere!" I shouted.

The red imprint of my hand bloomed across his cheek.

Kevin laughed coldly.

"Relax. I was just joking. Who else would want you but me?"

I glared at him, my voice firm.

"Kevin, I want to break up."

The humor drained from his face.

"Is this because of Jenna?"

Kevin pulled out his phone and called her.

The moment she picked up, her voice was cheerful.

"Mr. Gray, what can I do for you?"

"Because of you," Kevin said coolly, "Ayla wants to break up with me. What do you think I should do about that?"

He turned to look at me, his tone unusually soft as he offered, "I'll blacklist her for you. Would that make you feel better?"

Through the phone, Jenna's voice cracked with a sob as she pleaded.

"Mr. Gray, please don't… I'm sorry! I won't do it again!"

Kevin raised an eyebrow at me, his voice dripping with mockery.

"Ayla, you got face blindness because of me. I won't let you go."

"So stop bringing up this breakup nonsense."

Seeing the disgust on my face, Kevin's patience snapped.

"Jenna, get over here right now and apologize to your ‘sister-in-law.'"

"Enough!"

I was trembling, tears streaming down my face.

"Kevin, I've had enough of this. We're done!"

Kevin shoved his hands into his pockets, his face indifferent.

"Anything else you want to say?"

"If not, go home. Jenna's crying—I need to go comfort her."