Mated To Twins [OLD VERSION]

3|Chapter Three

ALEXI

It felt like heaven. For the first time in fucking weeks, I was lying on a comfortable bed. My back didn't protest when I moved and the bed  didn't creak with the action. Once I've settled onto my back, I finally found the courage to open my eyes. I had to squeeze my eyes shut again because of the bright sunlight filling the room. A dull throb started in my head. It felt like someone was jackhammering my skull. I opened my eyes slightly to glance around the room. I was lying under the sheets of a large comfortable bed. The walls were painted a light shade of red. Sucking in a deep breath, I pushed myself up onto my elbows.Dizziness hit me the moment I sat up. I felt weak and shaky, something I absolutely hated. My eyes snapped to the door when it opened a few minutes later. A tall man entered followed by another. I blinked, surprised to find them looking exactly alike. Identical.

I said nothing. It was pretty hard to concentrate with identical twins standing mere feet away. Hot twins. They were both tall about six feet tall. Broad shoulders led down to narrow hips and muscular legs. My eyes darted between them before landing on the familiar man who entered first. He was dressed in black slacks and a white dress shirt with no tie. It gave me a glimpse of his tanned skin and defined collarbone. The shirt was rolled up to his elbows. My eyes finally locked with his making a wave of shock flash through me. Like the first time we met, forest green eyes stared back at me in amusement. I could feel my cheeks heating. His brother stepped forward snapping my attention towards him. Unlike the other man, he was dressed casually in a pair of jeans and a plain black T-shirt. His hair was longer and pulled back from his face and tied into a ponytail. This man was paler, no golden tan like his twin. Disappointment washed through me when I found his eyes covered by dark sunglasses.

"How are you feeling sweetheart?” Mr. Tyson asked. He stepped towards the bed.

I pushed myself up completely before moving back to lean against the headboard. He frowned at me.

"Tell me your name ?" He took a seat on the edge of the bed.

The other man sat on the bed to my left. I pulled my legs up to my chest before wrapping my arms around them. They stared at me which made me feel slightly uncomfortable.

"Your name princess."

"Alexi White,” I said softly. I placed my chin on my knees as I watched then.  

"How old are you sweetheart?"

"Twenty three,” I whispered. Before either of them could ask me anymore questions, I spoke again. "My head hurts."

"I know. Do you know who I am?"

"Mr Tyson," I said softly. He nodded, glancing at the other man.

"That's my brother, Fury," he said, nodding towards him.

I gave him a small smile which he instantly returned with closed lips.
"I want to go home."

Mr. Tyson sighed but gave me a small nod. He stood giving me a small smile, "Okay, we will take you home."

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I had a bump the size of a golf ball on the side of my head. My ankle was slightly swollen but I managed to walk towards the car without them noticing. It hurt badly. All I wanted to do now was get home, have a nice warm bath and ice my ankle. And then later after all that was finished, I would worry about searching for a new job.  

“Thank you,” I muttered softly when Fury opened the door for me.

I watched as the brothers exchanged words at the front of the car. Fury made wild hand gestures while Mr. Tyson pointed a finger at him. After a few minutes of what seemed to be some arguing, he turned walking around the car. The door opened allowing a cool breeze to enter the warm car. I shivered, but said nothing when Mr. Tyson got in. The door slammed shut behind him and a few seconds later we pulled onto the road. It seemed like every little bump in the road worsened my throbbing head. The pain in my ankle wasn't so bad anymore so hopefully the sprain was minor.

At least I didn't have wear heels to work, that's another up to the down. When he pulled up in front of the building, I risked a glance at him. Mr. Tyson was gripping the wheel tight and his jaw was clenched. I licked my dry lips, opening my mouth to speak.

“It was a trial,” he said, before I could get a single word out.

“What?”

Letting out a loud breath, he turned slightly to stare at me. I grew uncomfortable with every passing second. He's so beautiful. I thought about what his body would look like totally void of clothes. Would his body be as muscled as his clothes portrayed?

“You have no experience. I called you in for a trail to see how well you could handle the work. You weren't off to a good start Miss White. I understand that you had no control over your car breaking down, but the fact that you wanted to argue with me over the files, that just proved it. You need to be professional. You need to be able to dress the part as well and from what I've seen, you don't have the clothes or the attitude for this job.”

“So I didn't get it?” My voice was low. I felt like crying. Just when I thought I'd be able to get a job and find a new apartment, this happened.

He got out of the car, walking around the front of it towards my side. I got out as he opened the door for me, but avoided eye contact.

“I'll walk you up,” he muttered.

I managed a small nod. I could feel his eyes burning into the back of my head as we walked up the stairs. We made it halfway up the stairs when my vision became blurry. I gripped the railing a little too late. A silent cry fell from my lips when I started falling backwards. Big hands gripped my hips seconds before my back came into contact with a hard chest. My heart was beating erratically in my chest and I couldn't seem to get my breathing under control.

“Breathe Alexi,” he whispered. “I've got you.”

“T-thank you.”

I wasn't sure for how long we stayed like that but eventually Mr Tyson moved. Without saying a word, he  wrapped an arm around my waist to steady me as we continued. A part of me hoped the my sister wasn't home. I didn't want him to see her or the other way around. My sister was a flirt and nothing would stop her from going after him. Even if he had been my boss. We walked down the hall slowly until we reached my sister's door. I knocked since she hadn't given me a set of keys. She said she would, but she always forgets. I've given up on trying to remind her. Minutes passed and still there was no answer. Mr Tyson decided to knock on the door causing it to rattle with the force he used. A minute later the door was pulled open. My jaw dropped at the half naked man standing in front of us. His dark eyes ran up my body and then he smirked.

“Came to join the party babe?” He slurred slightly.

An unnatural sound left Mr. Tyson's mouth as his arm tightened. I frowned, staring up at him in confusion. My attention was drawn to my sister when she appeared behind the man. Like him, she was dressed in only a bathrobe which hung open. Her eyes were instantly drawn the the man next to me. A wave of jealousy hit me. I didn't like the way she was looking at him at all.

“Can I help you?”

“He just gave me a lift home,” I said. Her eyes snapped to me.

The hatred I saw in her gaze made me suck in a surprised breath.

"What home?” she slurred. The man laughed before disappearing into the flat. “I kicked you out yesterday. Don't you remember?”

“Y-you said I had a week to search for a new place!”

“I didn't say that,” she smiled sweetly. “Get the bag Victor!”

The bag was pushed against my chest without warning. I would've stumbled back if it wasn't for the arm around my waist. Tears filled my eyes when I looked up at my sister. She laughed then slammed the door shut in our faces. I can't believe she just did that!

“Come. You can stay with us tonight.”