Chapter 1

'Today, I marry the man who might have ordered my twin sister's death'

I looked at myself in the mirror staring at the beautiful bride who would be getting married in less than 10 minutes. But I couldn't see myself in the mirror.

All I saw was my twin sister Chloe who I looked identical to. My sister, who died last night.

My entire life changed last night when I met Chloe for the first time. A twin sister I never knew I had, she was full of secrets and mysteries, which was up to me to discover on my own.

She left me saying three things.

"Someone was trying to kill her, I needed to replace her and marry Vincent and lastly I needed to find the flash drive"

I didn't understand much about it all but I knew one thing was certain. Whosoever it was they had succeeded in killing my sister and I was going to take revenge.

"You look beautiful in this wedding dress Chloe" The lady dressing me up spoke and brought my attention back. I smiled in response and then I heard the door behind me open.

'Who was that that barge in and couldn't knock' I wanted to say but I stopped and saw who it was.

Vincent Valentino the man I'm to marry. He was tall, stunning and sexy with a broad shoulder that made his suit fit him well. I didn’t turn back, I only looked at him in the mirror as he came close.

"Out" He said and the lady immediately rushed outside without even closing the door.

"Chloe" He said in a deep voice and slowly walked closer to me. But i was not Chloe I was Zoe, my heart beat was increasing and I couldn't calm myself.

It was not like me. I held my dress tightly hoping it would calm me down but I was wrong.

"For what it's worth. Having a beautiful bride isn't bad after all" By the time he said those words I could feel his breath on my neck.

'Was that supposed to be a compliment?' I thought while i steadied my breath then I felt his cold hands on me and my body shivered.

"This is my pendant I put in a necklace for you. It shows you are mine.." Vincent said as he unhook it and wore it for me. "...it's special to me, loose it and you won't possible imagine what I'll do to you"

I gulped down my saliva still in silence.

"Now you are threatening me?" I said in my mind but my mouth said it out loud. My eyes widened, shocked by what I had said. I looked at Vincent through the mirror and he frowned by what he just heard.

'Fuck' I wanted to scream but I saw his frown turn to a smirk.

"Here comes the threat.." His voice entered my ears as he leaned closely to me sliding his hands from bare shoulders and wrapping his hands around my neck.

His hands rested on my soft huge chest while his fingers were waiting to choke me.

"I have three rules you should never break, first is never disobey me, second..don't interfere in my business and lastly never question me"

"Understood?"

'NO!' This time I made sure not to say it loud if I really did not want to die.

He took my silence as an answer and turned to leave.

"Ahh God..was that supposed to be scary?" I barked a laugh and fell on the couch.

"So this is what you put up to dear sister..I'm sorry I wasn't by your side" I said whispering to myself and remembering her.

Vincent had come to play mind games and put me in my place. Well Chloe, not me. If only he knew I was not my twin sister.

"I plan on breaking all three rules Vincent..for a start" I moved my hands to unhook the necklace and I made it shorter and wore it as a hand chain.

A knock sounded on the door.

"Come in" then the lady opened the door and spoke to me.

"It's time" It was time to walk the aisle and marry the Cold ruthless Billionaire in my sister's place.

And I was looking forward to it. I smiled and thought about one word.

'Revenge!’

All this had started 12 hours ago when my life took a drastic turn.

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12 hours earlier

Chloe’s Pov

“Hey love, let me take you home tonight,” I heard a male voice from behind, and the next thing that happened, I felt his hands down my back and trailing down to my ass, and I could tell he wanted to grab it.

“Are you crazy?” I spat out and turned immediately, catching his hands. Then I bent his wrist in a painful manner and stood in that position.

“What the fuck… arghhh, let go, arghhh!” the man screamed, and I did let go, pushing him slightly back. I turned my face to grab my alcohol, then I drank it all in one go, turning back to see three more guys coming closer. I was slightly pissed.

“Bitch, you almost broke my wrist,” the man spat out angrily as he was still flexing his wrist, trying to ease up the pain.

“You were harassing me in a bar, you deserved it,” I spat out in my defense.

“What did you say?” He took a step closer to me.

‘Right on time.’ I saw my friend, and my eyes widened.

“Baby, I’m here!!” I screamed out loud in a seductive girly voice, biting my lips and jumping up so that my boobs bounced beneath the round neck I wore while in a loose leather jacket.

That was the only way I could escape, by rushing away from them and grabbing the arms of a close friend as my big chest pressed on him.

“What? Who? Me?” Daniel was confused about what was happening, even though I was drunk.

“Shhh… it’s trouble. Let’s get out of here.” I turned him around and started explaining, then I threw a quick glance at the angry-looking eyes of those lustful jerks.

‘In your dreams.’ They wanted me, and I wasn’t going to let them. I had this sexy-looking body, full chest, and a great ass with a seductive face, not that I could do anything about it. It wasn’t my fault, or maybe I loved it that way.

“You caused trouble again, now you are leaning to… ouch, ok ok stop.” I pinched him as we walked outside before freeing him from my grip.

“He just tried to grab my ass… I taught him a lesson.”

Hearing this, Daniel frowned. “Those jerks.”

“Forget it… I just came to have a drink and clear my head out a bit.” I sighed after speaking, digging my fingers into my hair and brushing it back. Life has been too unfair for me. Every day was a struggle on its own, and it just keeps getting worse.

“How is your mother now?” Daniel said softly and concerned, knowing that I had been going through a lot due to my mother’s condition in the hospital.

“There’s no change… she is still in a coma, and the doctor just called a huge amount of money to continue her treatment… where am I supposed to get 5 million?” I said, tightening my fist, feeling frustrated and angry.

“I… I might have a solution for you… I hope she doesn’t kill me for this.” Daniel spoke, breaking his speech and talking to himself, which left me confused about what was going on. It felt like he was hiding something.

“Kill you?” I wondered what he was trying to say.

“Daniel? Daniel? What solution… who would kill you?” I stopped walking, looking at him with a serious expression.

“I don’t have a choice… I couldn’t reach you,” I heard Daniel muttering to himself again in a low voice that I had hardly heard from him. I could only pick up the rest by reading his lips.

I wanted to question him again about what was going on when I saw his hands move to his pocket as he grabbed his phone. He was focused on his phone as he was scrolling really fast. Then he stopped.

“This is your solution.” He handed his phone to me confidently, and I collected his phone, and what I saw was a picture!

“For God’s sake, a picture of me was my solution?” I couldn’t understand him anymore. Was he mocking me?

“Daniel, how is my picture going to help me… huh?” I bit down on my teeth after speaking and started to feel a bit pissed, but I had to calm myself.

“Look at it clearly again,” he said, tilting the phone so I could focus on it.

“What I’m seeing is me… me… me in a fancy-looking place. Wait, I haven’t worn that dress before, and I don’t remember snapping this picture.” I started slowly down in my words and realizing lots of things were wrong in the picture of me.

It was definitely me for sure, but the location, the dress, and the hairstyle were all different.

“I was definitely photoshopped,” I thought, and I was about to blast Daniel when I heard him speak first.

“That’s not you, Chloe…” he said, and I knew it. It was definitely photoshopped.

“It’s your younger twin sister, Zoe.” Hearing Daniel’s words, I felt my heart pounding hard.

“What???”

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Zoe’s Pov

“You have been poisoned for a long time now, and it has affected your body greatly…” The doctor paused, not sure of how safe to put it.

“Doctor, please tell me… I need to know,” I said, knowing something bad was happening to me. I had been having nosebleeds which I thought were from excessively stressing myself, then it got frequent even after going to the hospital I usually get checked up in.

The doctor there ran some tests and said I was fine, I just needed to rest often. I was rest assured till I coughed out blood continuously, and I could not trust the doctor again. I had to try elsewhere, which brought me here.

“You don’t have much time to live… I’m so sorry. The poison had slowly entered into your body and caused lots of internal damage.” I heard this and cracked from within.

‘I was dying… no, no, I could die any moment.’ I said to myself.

“You should have had lots of symptoms. Why didn’t you get yourself checked?”

“Why? I actually did, but I got deceived.” I could only smile bitterly.

“Thank you, doctor,” I said as I stood up. I couldn’t hear what he was saying again. It was as if I had turned deaf, or he had been mute, or I didn’t want to. What else could he say again to make it better?

Immediately I was out of the office, I took out my phone and looked at a photo that looked like me. It was my twin eldest sister. We looked exactly the same, so I felt like I was looking in the mirror. Even though it seemed she preferred her hair to curl, I preferred mine straight.

“How can you like your hair being straight, big sis… you take after mom.” I laughed to myself, but it wasn’t a cheerful laugh. Tears were forming in my eyes as I kept on scrolling the pictures my trusted secretary had sent.

Looking at the pictures made me emotional, which finally brought down the tears in my eyes, but they dripped silently as I smiled sadly.

I walked back into my car parked outside and sat with my head resting on the headrest. I took out a pen recorder and started recording.

“Big sis… I’m sorry I have to bring you to this fight… it seems it’s the end of the journey for me, I couldn’t bring them down but…”

“But you have to. I could only gather the information needed for everyone that hurt our family and potential threats. I lost the flash drive, but you have to find it. It’s still on the big boat. It would help you together with my diary.” Then I stopped the recorder and checked the drawer side at the other side of the car.

Yes, the diary was still there. I opened it and wrote a sentence above a page.

‘The family doctor too was part’ I couldn't explain how else he kept on lying and giving fake diagnosis except if he was working with my family.

I took out my phone and called Daniel, who I hadn’t had time to reach out to these days.

When the phone rang, I wanted to speak when I felt a metallic taste in my mouth, and then I quickly took my tissue and coughed out blood inside it for a while before I calmed down.

That was when the call was picked up. I took the phone from the seat and spoke.

“Daniel, tell my twin sister I want us to meet… we have a lot to talk about.”

It was time I told her everything. I was dying, after all.

After that, I dropped the call and drove away. It was already getting late, and night was coming fast.

I was driving down the road when I noticed a black car had been following me for a long time. So I tried to confirm my suspicion by driving fast.

“Someone was trailing me.” I saw that the car also sped and was drawing closer to me till he got to the side of the car, and then I turned to look at who it was only for a collision to happen.

Boom! He steered his car to hit mine, and I lost control and gasped.