The Twins (Menage)

Okay..

That's how I picture Violet. But with a little more curves and a little bit smaller lips and ya know.. A full body and not just a head and chest haha.. Please vote and comment.. Or don't.. That's cool too.. Okay, I'll shut up..

Violets POV:

I step out of my 45 minute shower and grab a towel. I dry myself off completely and wrap it around myself, looking into the mirror. I sigh as I do so, not liking what I see. I'm 5'5" and I weigh approximately 130 pounds. I have pin straight black hair that reaches my ass and ugly, dull blue eyes. I have tan skin that I get from my Mexican mother. The names from my father's family that was supposedly passed down through the girls.. I shake my head at the mirror and walk into my closet.

I put on my KISS band tee with a light blue jean jacket. I also include my black, ripped skinny jeans and my black and red All Stars. I walk into my little, but spacious, bedroom. I live in a little flat with my little sister who's only 7.

I gave her the biggest room because I wanted her to be comfortable. I get paid a very gracious amount, me being the bosses P.A, but I'm saving it. For two things. A new beautiful house that I'm making small payments on, thanks to the realtor, and college for my little sister. Maxine.

I love her more than air and I'm happy to be able to, one day, send her to her college of choice. I snap out of my thoughts when I hear a ringing.

'What is that?' I think to myself.

'Oh shit! My phone!'

I run to pick up my phone and sigh when I see that it's one of my bosses. Yup. One of my bosses. You read right. My bosses are two, hot, men. Men. Defiantly not boys.

Not that I check them out or anything.. But maaan, they have some nice abs.. Back to the call, Violet! Right. Yeah. Phone. Not sexy. Rough. Ho- Phone! I look at it and answer quickly.

"Violet, you finally answered." Mr. Knight said in a husky but professional voice. I sit on my bed as I release a sigh at his amazing and hot voice. I shake my head to clear my thoughts. I clear my throat and answer.

"I apologize, Mr. Knight. What do you need?" I ask in a shy voice. Hating how weak I sounded but it just.. happens.

"I need two things from you." I nod at what he says but then face-palm when I realize he can't see me.

"Yes, Mr. Knight?" I say in confusion. I even tilted my head a bit, a habit I seem to attain when I'm confused or curious.

"I have a name. Use it, please." I sigh and shake my head.

"Mr. Knight, what else do you need?" I ask as I stand up from my little bed to wake Maxine up. I walk into her 'Frozen' themed room and sit on her bed, gently shaking her shoulder. She wakes up grumpily. I walk out because she already knows the routine when I'm on the phone. I hear grumbling on the phone. It sounded kinda like,'Four years. Four. Fucking. Years. And she has not said our names. Once.' I chuckle, making sure he can't hear it.

"Mr. Knight." I sing dragging out the 'I's'. He clears his throat and I giggle like a schoolgirl around her crush. I slap a hand over my mouth and bang my head on the wall.

"Uh, yes. I need you in as soon as possible. I know I said you could come in at 11 but we really need your help with the furnishing for the Riley's project and we wanted you to be at the meeting to present your thoughts and designs to them." He says in a professional voice and I look at the clock and see that it's 6:30 AM. It's only 4 hours earlier so I agree and he tells me the meetings at 9 and to be at work earlier so we can get ready. After that we hang up.

I walk into the small kitchen and start making eggs, bacon and toast for Max. I don't eat breakfast. After I finish cooking and it's cool enough for her to eat I start washing dishes.

"Max! Breakfast is ready!" I yell through the house. I finish washing the few dishes I had used and turn around. I jump and squeal. Not expecting Max to be right behind me holding her plate with an innocent smile on her face. I put a hand over my heart and steady my breathing. Once I know I still have my heart in my chest I grab her plate and smile at her. I start washing it as she hugs my legs. I finish washing and dry it, putting it up. I pick her up and sigh at how little she is. The last time I weighed her, about 2 days ago, she was only 29 pounds and she's only about 3 feet tall.

She also has a hard time paying attention and sometimes she just gets so tired she wont wake up for hours. She also sometimes has a really hard time seeing or hearing. I took her to the doctors and they ran some tests. They said that they would call me when the results are back. About a week. So, hopefully they'll have some answers before Saturday.

I walk out to my baby. A red and black 67' Chevy Impala. (I'll post a pic of it in one of the next 3 chaps) I put her in the special car seat I bought for her because she's so light. It has weights in it to keep her rooted to it. She thinks it's just a normal car seat because I don't want her to think that something was wrong with her.

I start the car and drop her off at her school. Watching her go inside before I start heading to work. Yes, I go to work dressed like this. I pull into the parking lot and turn off my badass car and enter the building. Everyone smiles at me and goes back to working. I head for the elevator and press number 100. Yes, it's the very top floor. It only has a few people working there, though. Me included.

I get off and head to my desk to get the blueprints. I then head to Alexander's office. He was the one that called me this morning. Andrew's office was connected so I guessed that they would be in Alexander's. I knock on the wooden door and here a low," Come in.'

I open the door and walk in, gently closing the door behind me. Xander looks up and a smile grows on his face. I smile gently and look around his office. It has a floor to ceiling window behind his desk and 2 way mirrors every where else. I could see my desk to the left. I blush thinking he can see me all the time. I take a deep breath and look at him.

He has sort of short black hair with dark blue tips. He has captivating, deep, dark blue eyes that I seem to always get lost in. He has a faint scar above his right eyebrow. Don't ask how I know.. I just do. He also has a sleeve tattoo that he probably thinks I don't know but I do. I can see a little line that  peeps out of his sleeve from time to time. I've always wanted to see it but I know that I never will. I lower my head as my thoughts start to take over everything I have.

"He's so sexy.."

"Him and his brother."

"I'd give anything to be theirs.."

"You're not pretty enough for them."

"You're just a charity case."

"They don't care about you and they never will."

"You're not even close to being beautiful so don't even think about a future with them."

"Whore."

"Slut."

I feel tears pushing to the forefront and push them back. I don't need to embarrass myself further. I take a few deep breaths and look up as I hear Xander's deep voice call my name. He looks curious. What's he so curious about? He stands up and walks over to his brothers door. He walks in and drags his brother out. Xander whispers in Drew's ear and Drew's head immediately snaps up to mine and he briskly walks over to me before stopping only a few inches away. I look up at his 6'2" figure and look away. He grabs my chin, gently but commanding, and opens his mouth to speak...........

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OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH! What's he gonna say?!?!? Sorry haha I had to.. That was exactly 1480 words.. So.. Yeah.. I'll keep 1500 as my goal for each chapter cause I dunno about you but I hate short chaps sometimes. So byha! 😊❤️