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Annie

“Why did you come back?” I ask as Bruce gently sponges between my thighs. His brother helps me sit upright a bit, and I steal a glance at my tummy. It’s poochy, but nothing so extraordinary as to indicate pregnancy.

As I gaze between the men, Bruce moves upwards from cleaning between my legs, and gently sponges the cum from my belly and breasts.

“Shhh,” he growls. “There’s time to catch up later.”

“I still can’t believe you’re here. I can’t believe you saw me,” I whisper. “I can’t believe it worked.”

Their blue eyes glint mischievously.

“It took you long enough,” growls Bruce. “We were waiting for a while.”

I look back and forth between them, not understanding.

“We’ve been coming back every night for the past few weeks, hoping you’d give us that signal,” Burke explains in a low rasp.

“You’re joking,” I say incredulously. “Why didn’t you just come back? You know how to get in.”

The twins shrug.

“We couldn’t be sure,” growls Bruce, gently ministering to my nipples now. The rough cloth rasps against my flesh and I shiver involuntarily. But this isn’t time.

“But what couldn’t you be sure of?” I ask insistently this time.

The brothers share another glance.

“Of you wanting to see us again. That it was safe for us to come back after we spilled our secrets. Lots of things,” Bruce says in a mild tone.

“But we couldn’t keep away,” continues Burke. “After the first month or so, it became unbearable. We had to be near you somehow, so we staked out your window again,” he growls, before cupping my face and placing a loving kiss on my lips.

“We had to make sure that you wanted us to come back,” continues Bruce. “You exposing yourself like that, letting us know you were ready for more. It was like a sexy bat signal,” he adds, grinning. I playfully push him, but he pulls me into him effortlessly, placing another kiss on my lips.

But then, I pull away and take a deep breath.

“Bruce, Burke, the reason I wanted to signal you is because I’ve changed my mind,” I state.

Immediately, the men’s brows furrow in confusion.

“I made a mistake last time,” I continue quickly. “I want to help you steal from my father because you were right. People don’t change, and my father’s definitely not going to change.”

The men frown at me, their faces dark, and my tongue tangles on itself.

“I want that revenge you were talking about. I want to help you rob him blind,” are my rushed words.

There’s a pregnant pause.

“Are you sure about that, little girl?” growls Burke. “Because it’s a big step and there’s no going back after this.” But I can feel the certainty in every fiber of my body. I want to get out of here, and thanks to my father’s decision about my college fund, this is the only future left for me. I want to be with Bruce and Burke because frankly, it’s going to be a better life. There will be happiness, light, and laughs, not to mention the fact that I’m pregnant with their child.

“I’m sure,” I say confidently, my face rising up to meet theirs. “I’ve made up my mind.” Two pairs of piercingly blue eyes stare back at me.

“Good choice, princess,” growls Bruce. “But we need to come up with a plan.”

“Are your parents asleep yet?” asks Burke. I glance at my watch. It’s almost 1 a.m.

“Yes, most likely. Now’s as good a time as any,” I say.

The twins share a glance.

“Good,” says Bruce. “Because this is what we’ll do. Tell us where your father’s most valuable paintings are, and we’ll go in and do our thing. Meanwhile, you pack your bags and leave the penthouse the way you normally do, but be extra quiet. We’ll meet you outside with the goods.”

“That’s all? Shouldn’t I help with the raid itself?” I ask helplessly. But they’re both shaking their heads.

“No,” says Burke. “We’re professionals. We’ll be in and out of each room before anyone will even know we’re there. You’ll only slow us down, sweetheart,” he adds, inciting the beginning of a protest from me. But Burke gently caresses my lips with his thumb, stopping the avalanche. “It’s not just that. It’s safer for you like this because if anything should go wrong, God forbid, you won’t be an accomplice. You’ll be outside of the building and no prosecutor will be able to prove their point.” Both men are nodding, and I know they’re right. They have my best interests at heart, and it warms me to my core.

As a result, I get changed out of my slutty little night dress that’s now sticky and crusty with their semen. I hastily pack a few things, and then I draw a quick sketch of the penthouse, highlighting where the most valuable paintings are located. But then I go one step further: I tell Bruce and Burke where my mother keeps her expensive jewelry, which makes me feel terrible. But this is necessary because I need to do what’s best for me and the baby. Raising a child is expensive, and my mom’s jewels are worth at least seven figures.

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