After My Boyfriend Cheated, I Slept with His Twin Brother

After dating Austin for three years, I noticed he suddenly became a completely different person. In the past, he loved drinking and was obsessed with partying. Now, he stayed home to keep me company every single night. Even in bed, he was much gentler than before. I thought he had finally matured, and my heart was filled with joy. I even bought him an expensive birthday gift as a reward. But when I got up in the middle of the night, I overheard him talking on the phone out on the balcony. "When are you coming back?" he asked. "Bro, don't worry. Did Chloe find out we swapped places?" the voice on the other end asked. At that exact moment, the truth hit me. The man who had been staying with me for the past two weeks wasn't my boyfriend at all. It was his twin brother, Asher. After thinking for a moment, I decided to play along. After all, one treated me as a backup plan, while the other treated me like a queen. Since both brothers wanted to play, I would play with them until the very end. "By the way, what brand of condoms did you use before? I used a new one yesterday, and Chloe had an allergic reaction," Asher said. Austin paused on the other end of the line. "Bro, I never used them when I was with her. She just took birth control pills anyway." Asher replied, "Got it." "Did she throw a tantrum? Women are always like that, never satisfied. Just ignore her. Give her the cold shoulder for a few days, and she'll behave." Although Austin was confident that Asher wouldn't be interested in me, he still felt a bit uneasy. "Bro, why don't you move out? Minimize contact with her. Just text her on Snapchat if you have to. Hailey insisted that I go on this trip with her, and we're still on the road." Asher said quietly, "Understood." I stood in the shadows, holding my breath. So, Austin had gone on a trip with Hailey. Right now, I just found it hilarious. They always claimed their relationship was purely platonic, that they were just "best friends." Yet he would rather let his twin brother stay alone with his girlfriend than miss out on a secret getaway with Hailey. The truth left my mind blank. My instinct was to run, but I accidentally bumped into the robotic vacuum on the floor. The next second, the lights flickered on. Asher noticed me immediately. My heart leaped straight into my throat. I looked at Asher, studying him closely. He really was different from Austin. Asher's eyes were deep and intense, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking. Austin, on the other hand, always had a playful smirk, constantly plotting his next lie. Just when I thought he was going to come clean, he spoke up. "Is this cake for me?" I lifted the cake in my hands. Austin's name was written on it. Before I could say anything, he took the cake. "Thank you. I love it. I almost forgot today was my birthday." Asher and Austin were identical twins, so today was indeed his birthday too. I said instinctively, "Happy birthday." Asher wrapped his arms around my stiff body and planted a kiss on my lips. I took a deep breath. I didn't know when they had swapped, but we had indeed done everything over the past two weeks. My heart was pounding wildly as I hurriedly pulled the gift out of my pocket. "This is for you." It was a designer tie that cost me three thousand dollars. It was a bright, bold color—the kind Austin liked, but not necessarily Asher's style. Yet, he unwrapped it expressionlessly, grabbed my wrists, and tied it around them. His large hand rested on my lower back, sliding down slowly as the desire in his eyes darkened. The next second, he carried me into the bedroom, raining dense kisses all over my body. My hands were gently bound by the tie and pinned above my head. I wanted to struggle, but his words stopped me. "I took care of it. No more allergies from now on."When did I first realize Austin was acting strange? It started when he suddenly began using condoms with me. In the past, that was completely out of the question. At first, I was just suspicious. But what made it stranger was that our usually smooth intimate life suddenly left me in pain afterward. I had a huge fight with him over this. To make matters worse, the next day, I woke up with a severe red rash. Convinced he had done something weird, I stormed into his office to demand answers. Only later did I find out that I was allergic to latex. After that, Austin didn't touch me for a whole week. Instead, he took care of me with utmost devotion, personally applying my medication. The usually spoiled Austin even went into the kitchen to cook for me. God knows how shocked I was to see him cook. After all, in all our years together, Austin had never stepped foot in the kitchen, let alone made soup from scratch! At the time, I thought it was a sign of a bad boy turning over a new leaf. I never imagined that even my boyfriend had been swapped out. Once the allergy cleared up, Asher switched to a non-latex brand. I still had a mild reaction, but it was much lighter. Seeing the red marks on my skin, his face darkened with frustration. I thought he was going to lose his temper, but instead, he whispered, "I'm sorry. I'll be more careful next time." I fell silent. In my daily life of being neglected by Austin, I had never once heard an apology. "It's... it's okay..." Asher hugged me tightly, full of tenderness, and kissed me. The kiss left my cheeks burning and my knees weak. At the same time, I couldn't help but wonder how Austin's kissing skills had suddenly gotten so good. It wasn't that his technique had changed; he was just incredibly gentle. Before, Austin would only bite me. Especially on my collarbone. It hurt like hell. As the days went by, every single one of his gestures became inexplicably attractive to me. On his days off, he stopped running to clubs with random girls. Instead, he held me in his arms and taught me how to sketch with charcoal. He would nibble on my ear, guiding my hand stroke by stroke. His deep, raspy voice made my heart race. No! If this kept up, I was really going to fall for him. Playing the game of love with Austin would only end in disaster. It was safer to just enjoy his money and his face. Yet, this man seemed determined to make me fall. When I worked, he massaged my shoulders. When I wanted entertainment, he held me close and watched with me. Even in bed, he never forced me. Afterward, he would carefully clean me up, no matter how late it was. Overwhelmed by his affection, I decided to analyze this with my best friend. In the end, she concluded: "He's in love with you! He wants to marry you!" To be honest, hearing that made me happy. But thinking about it logically, was that even possible? Would a playboy who constantly emotionally cheated really settle down? Now I knew the answer. No. Not only would he not settle down, but he had even traded his own girlfriend away. The man who had been so gentle to me was Asher all along. Austin's twin brother. A bitter feeling rose in my chest. But since this was their choice, why shouldn't I enjoy it?The next morning, I woke up in Asher's arms. We were completely naked, our skin pressed together, my palm resting right against his perfect chest. I couldn't help but swallow hard. Asher kept his eyes closed, rubbing his face against mine. His voice was husky with sleep. "You're awake. Hungry?" Just as he spoke, my stomach let out a loud growl. Asher heard it and smirked. He stood up, wrapped me in the blanket, and scooped me up in his arms. I wrapped my hands around his neck. "Babe, will you love me forever?" Men really can lie without blinking. Asher replied naturally, "Of course I will." With that, he brushed my teeth and helped me get dressed. He had already ordered a lavish breakfast, and it was waiting on the table. I sat in the chair, staring at him. "Austin, I feel like you've changed lately." Asher's fingers froze, and there was a slight pause before he spoke. "Changed how? In a way that makes you love me more?" Asher mimicked Austin's playful tone, his eyes shifting as he looked at me. Even though they shared the exact same face, the vibe he gave me was completely different. "You weren't this gentle before." Asher's long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he kissed my wrist with force. "Babe, I just wanted to make things better for you." You should never stimulate a man, let alone compare him to another. The moment I put down my fork, he carried me right back into the bedroom. If I hadn't felt his hand sliding under my shirt, his serious expression would have made me think he was just doing official business. Asher exerted himself, demanding to know, "Is it better now, or before?" I closed my eyes, my brow furrowing slightly. "Now... now is better." Asher gripped my waist tightly, sweat dripping from his forehead. When it was all over, I lay in bed browsing through my phone. Asher went to the bathroom to shower. Just then, his phone vibrated. A Snapchat notification from Austin popped up. [Bro, how are things going with Chloe? Has she suspected anything?] [Bro, I'll try to get back as early as possible. I bought you a gift.] Below was an attached photo. Austin and Hailey's hands were pressed together, palms up, holding a crystal rose that glowed with a pink light. [Bro, isn't this crystal cool? If you like it, I'll bring one back for you.] Austin's hands looked exactly like Asher's. Even the lines on their palms were identical. I smirked and mischievously typed a reply: [Who is this? My boyfriend is in the shower.] The other side fell silent for a long time. A moment later, the bathroom door swung open. Asher walked out with a towel wrapped around his waist. Seeing me looking at his phone, he rushed over in a panic. I acted completely natural. "Someone keeps calling you 'Bro.' Who is he?" Asher suppressed the panic in his eyes. "Just a guy from next door." I forced myself not to laugh. If Austin knew he had been relegated to "the guy from next door" by his own brother, I wondered how he would react. "He said he wants to bring you a gift. That crystal is really pretty." Asher wrapped his arms around me and kissed my cheek. "I'll buy you one, babe." Taking advantage of the moment, I slipped a tiny GPS tracker and bug into his pocket. I had bought this before to gather evidence of Austin's cheating. One caught affair meant a five-million-dollar settlement according to our agreement. The phone in Asher's hand vibrated non-stop. The messages were pouring in. I figured Austin was losing his mind. A few seconds later, Austin called Asher directly. Asher said calmly, "I'll take this call. Rest for a bit." I watched his retreating back, the smile slowly fading from my eyes."Bro, what the hell are you and Chloe doing? Why did she use your phone to text me?" Out in the hallway, Asher listened to the suspicious tone and replied calmly, "My clothes got dirty, so I took a shower." Austin let out a breath of relief. "Is that so? Actually, I want to end the trip early. I'll be back tomorrow." Asher remained silent. Austin suddenly sounded anxious. "Bro, I've had my fun. Being away made me realize how good Chloe is. You'll agree to let me marry her, right?" Austin's voice grew weaker, his suspicion barely concealed. "Yes, as long as both of you want to." Austin completely relaxed. Asher had seen all kinds of gorgeous women; there was no way he would fall for a girl his younger brother had already slept with. How could he have doubted his own brother? After a few more casual words, Austin made an excuse and hung up. When Asher came back, I found a chance to retrieve the bug. I looked at him innocently. "Austin, is something wrong? You look like you have a lot on your mind." Asher cupped my face and whispered, "Chloe, will you always stay with me?" "Of course." Asher asked insistently, "Do you like the current me, or the old me?" He was asking the exact same question he had asked three hours ago. I pursed my lips. "I like both." There was no way I was giving Asher a straight answer. If Asher didn't want to play this game anymore, I could still be with Austin. But if he wanted to keep playing, the pressure would be entirely on him. Sure enough, upon hearing my answer, Asher looked lost. He instinctively held me tight, as if clinging to something he was about to lose. Driven by reluctance, we ended up kissing passionately again. He unzipped the back of my dress and pressed me down once more. But the next second, the doorbell rang. The mood we had just built vanished instantly. This penthouse was a gift from Austin; no random person would come here. There was only one possibility. Austin was back. But right now, the living room was a mess with clothes and tissues scattered everywhere. It was clearly not a suitable place for guests. He was earlier than expected. I looked up at Asher. His throat bobbed. "I'll get the door." We had to face this sooner or later. When the door opened, Austin was still in his hiking gear. When he saw the rose petals and mess all over the floor, the smile froze on his face. I stared at him and said, "Asher? Is there something you need?" I knew Austin had a twin brother. Austin forced a smile, his chest burning with fury. Chloe hadn't even recognized him. Did she even care about him at all?! "I came to see him for a quick chat." Austin glared at Asher. "Let's talk outside." Austin's fists clenched tightly at his sides. I smiled, adding fuel to the fire. I wrapped my arms around Asher's neck and kissed his cheek. "Babe, come back quickly. I'll be waiting for you." Almost instantly, Asher pushed me away. Austin's fist slammed right into his face. I pretended to be shocked and screamed. "What are you doing?! Don't hurt my boyfriend!"