Twin Flames

Chapter Thirty Three: Monsters

The man led Yuri into the dark alley behind the club, where the air was thick with the stench of urine and trash. Yuri's heart raced as he begged, "Please, don't hurt me. Let me go." But the man's grip tightened, and with a sneer, he pushed Yuri against the wall. His sloppy kisses grazed Yuri's neck, and Yuri squirmed in desperation, trying to break free, but the man's size and strength overpowered him.

Tears welled up in Yuri's eyes as the man's hand slid down toward his pants. The feeling of helplessness and
disbelief washed over him. This wasn't supposed to be happening-he couldn't process how quickly everything had spiraled out of control.

Then, in a blur, the pressure lifted as the man was ripped away from Yuri and slammed to the ground. Yuri blinked, his vision clearing to see the twins standing over the man, their faces twisted with rage. Without hesitation, one of the twins pounced on the man, raining down punches with ferocious intensity. Each hit landed with a sickening thud, the man's face quickly becoming unrecognizable under the barrage of blows.

The other twin rushed to Yuri's side, gently checking him over. "Are you okay?" his voice was tense but soft, protective. Yuri could barely respond, still shaking, but he nodded weakly.
As the twin retrieved the knife that had fallen from the man's grip, he turned to his brother. "He deserves to die for this," he growled, gripping the knife tighter as he approached the battered man.

Yuri, realizing the severity of the situation, rushed forward, grabbing the twins' arm. "Please, stop. Don't do this," Yuri pleaded, his voice breaking. "Let's just go. Please..."

The twins paused, their fury still burning, but they hesitated at Yuri's words. Slowly, the twin holding the knife threw it into a nearby bush with a grunt of frustration, and his brother stepped back from the bloodied man, chest heaving with anger.

Noticing how shaken Yuri was, they both wrapped their arm around him. We're taking you home," one of them
whispered as Yuri clung to them, his tears flowing freely. The other stroked his back gently, reassuring him. "It's going to be okay. We're here now. You're safe."

Yuri let them hold him, feeling a sense of safety in their arms, despite
everything that had just happened.

The ride back to the Valentino estate was a cocoon of comfort for Yuri. The twins flanked him, their warm bodies a shield against the lingering fear from the encounter. They whispered soothing words, promising to always keep him safe, and with each gentle caress, Yuri felt his tension slowly melt away.

Once inside their room, they moved as a unit, the twins leading him to the bathroom. The three of them squeezed into the shower, steam enveloping them, the water washing away not just the remnants of the night but also the fear that had settled in Yuri's chest. As they stood together, the warmth of the water and their bodies combined felt almost surreal, a safe haven.

Afterward, Yuri slipped into his sweats and a t-shirt he had left behind, while the twins donned matching sleepwear. Typically, they preferred to sleep nude, but tonight felt different; there was a need for closeness, a craving for comfort after the events that had unfolded.

Once settled in bed, the twins turned to him, their expressions somber. "We're so sorry for tonight," one of them said, guilt heavy in his voice. "We should have never left you."

Yuri shook his head, trying to reassure them. "I'm okay. Really. Don't blame yourselves," he said, forcing a smile. “I still had fun." He hoped to lighten the mood, his heart swelling with affection for the two of them.

Their gazes softened, and in unison, they leaned in, pressing gentle kisses to his lips. "We love you," one twin declared, the sincerity in his voice making Yuri's heart skip a beat.
The words surprised him, a rush of warmth flooding his chest. "I love you both so much,” he replied, his voice thick with emotion. The twins smiled at him, their eyes shining with adoration as they settled in closer, their bodies entwined with his.