Bound by Lies

Scarlett’s Point of View

I smiled at the thought of my identical twin sister returning home after more than a year of living far away. Although I had been hesitant to visit her due to her fiancé's dangerous nature, I could hardly contain my excitement now that she was coming home.

I stood up from my chair and began packing my belongings into my bag, preparing to leave the office. I don't typically leave work this early, but with my sister returning home tonight, it felt like a special occasion.

The door to my office swung open, and Annabelle, my assistant, entered. She is an exceptionally intelligent individual, and I thoroughly enjoy collaborating with her. She diligently follows all my instructions and is unafraid to highlight when my ideas may be flawed.

“Good afternoon, Miss Scarlett. There is a significant meeting you should attend with an investor in an hour,” Annabelle said, but her words fell on deaf ears.

I had no intention of attending any meetings today, particularly since my sister was coming home.

“Cancel all my meetings for today,” I replied, grabbing my bag and preparing to leave.

“Miss, the meeting is crucial. If you miss it, we could lose the investors,” Annabelle insisted, and I sighed.

“That's okay, Annabelle. We will find other investors. I need to go home as soon as possible,” I told her. Suddenly, an idea struck me. “How about you attend the meeting on my behalf and present our best shoe collection? If they accept the deal, we can move forward. I trust you with this; I know you can do an excellent job.” Annabelle’s shocked expression was priceless, but I didn’t wait for her to respond; I left her there.

As I approached my car, I carefully placed my bag on the seat and climbed inside before driving off.

I missed Scarlynn immensely. She fell in love with a guy we barely knew, got engaged, and left home all at once.

I hadn't seen her in a long time; she rarely called home, and none of our family members knew where she lived. All we knew was that her soon-to-be husband was a dangerous individual involved with the mafia, and he resolved his disputes with a gun.

I honestly never wanted my sister to be with such a monster, but what could I do? She loved him and would not tolerate anyone speaking ill of her fiancé, leaving us all with no choice.

I loved my sister, and her happiness was important to me. As long as she was content with that monster, that was all that truly mattered.

As for me, marriage was the last thing on my mind. I wasn't even ready to be in a relationship. All I wanted was to grow my business, increase my income, and enjoy life without any worries.

Honestly, I believe that relationships require more than just love, and I was too selfish. I was unwilling to compromise or make any sacrifices, which is why I preferred to be alone. It felt better that way. I had everything I wanted, along with my family by my side. I couldn't ask for more.

Warmth spread through my chest as I finally parked my car in front of our two-story estate, complete with a sweeping staircase and crystal chandeliers. It wasn't enormous, but it was just right for us. My father was involved in the mafia, but he wasn't the wealthiest man alive. He was simply a prosperous man who provided his family with a luxurious lifestyle. He even assisted me in starting my own business.