Page 34 of TAINTED by TWINS

"I won't ever let anyone but us see you like this," Jonah says as Lian gets his climax sucked out by none other than Jade. "You are ours, and ours alone, Lian Deveroux."

He's saying all of that while Jade is opening him up with his fingers, running his tongue from entrance to the base of his shaft, making Lian gasp.

"Where did... Jade learn ... that?" Lian says in between breaths.

Jonah answered, "Just by looking at you, he'd want to run his tongue all over that... I know I would." He leans down so he can bite all over his collarbone.

"Jonah, stop... stop! Ow!"

Jade bent him over the counter so Jonah could no longer bother him.

"Wow—excited, Jade?"

"Very," Jade glared at him. Jonah is watching both of them with half lidded eyes, watching Jade literally drool while looking at Lian's bare bottom.

Meanwhile, Jonah walked to the other side of the counter to meet Lian's eyes, gently pulling his hair to keep them planted on Jonah's electric blue ones.

"You see, Lian... you need to stop doing what you think everyone wants you to do. Instead, do what you think can get you what you want."

Behind him, Jade licks Lian's neck as he sank into him, making the latter melt right in front of Jonah's eyes. "Ahhh... nnn... h-hurts... ! Don't—! No—"

"I'm sorry..." Jade reached into his pocket and retrieved something he stole from Lian's house when they were packing.

It was the Bloodrose choker given by Lady Deveroux, now being wrapped around Lian's beautiful neck.

Hopefully with this... Jonah won't choke you. "Beautiful as always, sweetheart."

"Ahh..." Lian reached to touch the collar, but Jonah pulled his hand away to keep him from having any control.

Lian is confused, but Jonah is egging him on., and Jade is pushing painfully deep. "I... ahh... can't... I don't know—!"

"Make Jade feel good, and he might give you what you want. People are more inclined to do what you tell them if they feel good while doing it. You have the face, you just need to say the right things."

Have I felt good all my life to be doing everything they want me to do? Have I been blinded by love to see how toxic my first relationship was? Was I trapped with sweet words to be unable to escape my cage?

Jonah grabbed his hair firmly, making things much tighter for Jade. Lian gasped, begging to be let go, but—"People won't always do what you want. You need to be in control, darling."

When Jonah wanted Lian, but it was almost impossible to get him without Jade.

He needed his twin to seduce Lian, but it's almost impossible given Jade's sexuality.

So Jonah assigned his gangster of a twin a role to protect Lian from a danger he created—it wouldn't be long until Jade fell for Lian and willingly seduced him. Jonah was in control.

"Ow! Jade, slow down! It hurts—! Please slow down!"

"What a shame," Jonah chuckles, "You could've gotten everything you want. Our mother would give you the world. Our father would take over the world for you. Jade and I... would destroy the world for you. But you will just let the world step on you... won't you Lian?"

When Jonah wanted to break up Lian's relationship, he used Sasha Petrovna to seduce their uncle, but it unfortunately backfired.

No matter; Lian still saw the monster that he was and no longer looks at Dr Wayne with rose colored glasses.

Even though Dr Wayne betrayed his sister by not telling her of Lian's existence, Jonah reversed the truth to make sure Lian feels even more betrayed.

"Enough, please!" Lian cries.

Jonah knew—if his mother knew about Lian, it won't be long before Khalid Deveroux finds out. It's either they will lose the inheritance, or Jonah could simply offer his loyalty to Khalid to secure their future and their lover. Either way, Lian Deveroux gets trapped.

And Jonah was still in control.

"Not even Jade could save you... not this time, not from me.

" When Jonah wanted to save Lian from being bullied by the school, he knew the only way would be to get him fired by exposing their relationship.

But if Lian no longer works, there will be no way for the twins to see him every day.

So Khalid Deveroux had to get involved, and Lian is forced live with them. Jonah had everything under control.

"... you're a victim, Lian." Jonah lays his finger on the expensive collar and pulls, "Victims are never in control of what happens to them."

Lian cries, desperate to be released. But he looks into Jonah's eyes and realize. I'm a... ?

No. I refuse... Lian held onto Jonah's wrist, crying heavily. "I'm sorry... I'm... I'm sorry..."

"You're still buried inside him Jade, you hurt him the most," Jonah argues.

"I never did half what you did to him! We shouldn't have done this!" Jade argues.

"You're overreacting."

"You're a PSYCHO!" Jade argued.

But now that the hands restricting him are gone, Lian pushes himself upright, keeping Jade inside as he twist his head to look at him.

Lian bit his own lip, and by god Jade went feral and kissed him while he's still planted inside. Jonah watched as Jade is rhythmically rolling his hips with the approval of Lian's moans.

"What are you doing, Jade? Don't hold back, we're supposed to teach him a lesson," Jonah scolds his brother.

"Everyone will keep hurting him if we don't—!"

"And I won't be everyone!" Jade yells at him, looking deep into Jonah's eyes and rejecting the reflection. "I won't be one of you, Jonah. I'm not hurting him."

Lian kisses Jade with tears in his eyes, but a smile on his lips. Jonah is rock hard—not at Lian's body, no. He is extremely aroused at those innocent and hurt eyes looking back at him with a challenging stare—for a split second before closing and enjoying the clash with Jade's body.

"Mmm... haaa... ohh," Lian whimpers, "Ow... I feel sore..."

"It's okay, Jade..." Lian breathlessly smiles at him, his eyes sad. "I love you."

Relieved, Jade smiled and kissed him like a gentle lover would. Meanwhile, Jonah is smirking, holding off from the temptation.

"Father is probably looking for me, I'll make sure he won't suspect you two for playing around..." Jonah casually fixes his clothes and starting walking out.

Lian called out, "You're not gonna... ?"

Jonah looks back with a knowing smirk, "I refuse to lose control. I hope you know exactly what I'm talking about."

Lian followed his retreating silhouette out, while Jade took some kitchen towels to gently clean their mess. "Now you know why I can't stand my own twin. He's a stone cold psychopath."

"A successful one," Lian says, looking into Jade's eyes. "He's right, Jade. I was a victim. That's why I never had control over my life, people always had a hand around my neck and all I did was cry, beg—they will never take it off. Not while they get something out of me."

"Lian, what are you saying?"

"For me to take control, I have to stop being a victim and live as a survivor. I need to be in control of my life."

Jade came home to find Jonah and Lian in Lord Deveroux's office, because he smelled Jonah's stinky clean musk and Lian's floral velvet through an open door. The dark haired twin took off his leather jacket before leaning against the doorway, judging them.

"Aren't you guys supposed to be in the vineyards? Instead you're playing chess like a bunch of British people..." Jade scoffs at them. "And also, Jonah doesn't lose at chess."

Jonah lands his bishop to check Lian's King. "Checkmate, my darling."

"I'm not here to win," Lian spoke after 13 games he lost, rearranging the pieces yet again. "I'm here to learn how Jonah thinks."

Jade grunts, "You have better odds winning chess against him."

"If I win one chess game, he'll tell me how to get my way!" Lian exclaims, sweating from so many failed games.

But Jade stayed by the office, watching over Lian to make sure Jonah won't try any funny punishments. Jonah plays chess very swiftly, and Lian seemed to keep up with it. Jade was messing with his father's portrait when he suddenly heard Lian gasp.

"I'm..." he stared at the board, and Jonah immediately spotted Lian's piece that is one move away from checking his King. One move, and Lian will win. Is Jonah gonna let that happen?

Lian hovers his fingers over his queen, about to drop it into place for the win. He is just waiting for Jonah's turn.

But Jonah tilts his head, "It seems like you are one move away from winning... but we've experienced this in previous games and you still lost, will you make the same mistake again?" Jonah casually slides his bishop from c5 to e3, unbothered by Lian's possible win.

Both Lian and Jade scans the board, but Lian is just squinting his eyes at him. "You tilt your head whenever you want to get inside your opponent's mind, Jonah. You're making me doubt myself."

"Very good. The first step to knocking down your opponent is to make them second guess themselves. Nobody wants to be wrong, nobody purposely wants to do wrong... doubting is vulnerability, that's when you strike."

"So I'm vulnerable?"

"See, I planted doubt in you and make you feel wrong, stupid, all the traits you don't want to be. So you'll want to fix that, right? Everybody wants to look good, so they'll want to fix what they did wrong."

Lian eyes dart between his queen and Jonah's king, suddenly unsure. Jonah is right though,

Jonah leans in, humming, "You barely even moved your rook, did you even remember that existed?"

Lian snaps his gingers. "If I move my rook to h8, you'll have no defense on that file. But if I do that, you'll be free to check me. I'm not letting you win, Jonah."

Desperate to prove him wrong, Lian slides his rook from h1 to h8. "I can take risks."

"Have you caught on to the fact I made you do exactly what I want and threatened you to make an impulsive move?" Jonah immediately moves his queen from f6 to f1, "Checkmate."

Lian blinks at the board as Jade listens with a face that knows all too well who will win "...Wait. What?"

Jonah throws a finger up, "Make them second guess themselves. Their assumptions, their impression of you—question them. Make them feel like you know them better than they do themselves."

"Two," Jonah rearranges the pieces, "Make them feel inferior. Nobody wants to look stupid, but make them feel as if they are stupid unless they do what you want."

"He does that to me all the time," Jade comments.

"Third," Jonah hands Lian his queen, "Make them come up with what you want them to do. Everyone will most likely do what they think is their idea. Plant the idea in their head without telling them—you'll need more practice for that. But lastly..."

Jonah tilts his head to give Lian a sickly sweet smile, "Be a threat, make sure you won't be questioned again."

I was a teenager once. I was a student, a lover, an innocent little doormat, a victim. I was a teacher once. Not anymore.

So I had to give my resignation letter to the school, and the twins made sure to escort the true Deveroux heir.

Everyone stopped and stared as Jonah and Jade pulled up in front of the school at the same time.

With Jonah in the driver's seat, Jade got off his Ninja to open the sports car's passenger's side where I, the Lian Deveroux, stepped out.

"Isn't that Mr Miller?"

"Did you hear his class got pranked with a blood bath?"

"Disgusting... not the blood, but him for still being with the twins. Groomer."

I smiled at Jade who offered his hand, helping me out of the car. The gesture made the girls gasp while clutching their pearls. I walked towards the entrance as the twins parked their vehicles, Givenchy on my shoes and Prada on my shoulders.

"Mr Miller!" I saw a surprising face, Tiffany from my class.

She was smiling at me as if I was the second coming of Christ. Amanda popped up beside her.

"Are you coming to teach again? I swear, I won't make fun of your hair again!

Or shoes... or eyes. I love the birthday blood, by the way, so goth. "

"Mrs Garcia is not that fun she's not as handsome as you! You should come back," Tiffany suggested.

I looked at them deadpan, feeling the twins walk up behind me. The girls immediately felt fearful, but I beat Jade to it. "You should lay down the fake tanning, Amanda. You're beautiful without the mud on your skin."

"U-uhm," Tiffany whimpered, looking down as Amanda nudged her. I walked pass them and the twins followed me. I can feel Jade smirking, but I know for a fact he would've said way worse.

The students seemed to avoid me like wildfire, knowing what happened at my birthday. They don't know it has been Jonah all along... they believe it's me. I don't feel good being feared... but somehow, it's satisfying after all the years of humiliation.

"Go to class, I'll be fine..." I placed a gentle hand on Jade as I smile at Jonah. Wrong twin to smile at, because he knows I'm nervous as hell.

"I'm the Class President, I'll escort you to the office, my darling," Jonah took my hand and kissed the back of it in front of several students whispering and gawking. This time, I'm not stopping him. We're already out, let them all see.

Jade playfully bumps on Jonah's shoulder as he walks past, making the blonde chuckle. I stayed relaxed as I stay seated in the Principal's office, smiling at him while presenting my letter of resignation.

"I've... I've heard the news, Mr Miller..." the Principal nervously accepted my letter.

I corrected him, looking straight into his eyes with a firm smile. "It's Mr Deveroux, actually."

"Oh. So... it's true, you are brothers?" I looked beyond his nervousness and saw how he's looking back and forth between the twins and I, before avoiding my eyes with a smile: that is the behavior of judgement.

It's either I deny like I usually do, "We're not brothers! We wouldn't be in a relationship if we were, it was just a coincidence that I am the long lost—" or I tilt my head like I'm in control of the narrative. And I was.

"You are... not? But the last name..."

I hear Jade scoff. I know damn well he's hearing his brother come from my mouth instead of in it.

"Of course not, Mr Miller—Deveroux! Forgive me for asking," the Principal smiled.