Hannah's Twin: stolen desires.

~Blurb. His hands slowly traveled from my waist; he'd stopped being a gentle man. Slowly, his hands cupped my ass. His lips parted with a smirk, “Feels softer today,” he whispered. One hand on my face, keeping me in place while he kissed me. Furiously, hungrily. My breaths were heavy but his grip around my body was firmer. And soon enough, he broke the kiss. “Undress,” he growled. His dark eyes met mine. With nothing more or less than a heavy breath, I took a step back. Stripping away every piece of clothing. Surrendering my body to him. “I want you,” I whispered when his hands landed on me. ****** No, he's not my husband…but Hannah's; my identical twin sister. That night, I shared a bed with my sister's husband with no iota of guilt in me. Go ahead. Judge me. But don't blame me. Six months ago, I saw him for the first time at the supermarket. I wanted him so badly that I told Hannah. But Hannah took him from me. Hannah, my parents, they all did. They let Hannah marry him instead… sending me far away from them. They didn't think I'd just give up, did they? They'd always given Hannah what she wanted. But the fact that she is ill doesn't mean she deserves everything good. Hannah always got what she wanted. Attention. Love. Even the man I dreamed of. Maybe I was born to be her shadow. But not anymore! Yes, I know. It wouldn't be long till Mr. Blake would realize I'm not his wife. But it's worth giving it a try. Isn't it? But just so you know; HANNAH ISN'T SUCH A GOOD GIRL EITHER.