My Twin, His Obsession

The air in Demian Oliver' s apartment was thick and hot, our bodies slick with sweat. This was it, the secret celebration of our graduation, the moment I had waited for.

Then, in the peak of his passion, he whispered a name: "Finley."

Not my name.

My name is Finley Brooks. Finley is my younger twin sister.

My whole body went cold.

I found his phone, and a group chat called "The Conquest" revealed a picture of me sleeping in his bed, my back exposed.

Messages confirmed my worst fears: "Consider this a warm-up. Gotta get familiar with the family before I go for the main prize."