Veronica sat opposite Isabella, a serious expression on her face. "So," she began, her voice low. "Tell me everything."Isabella hesitated, her fingers nervously tracing the outline of the Gemini Heart pendant resting against her chest. "It's... complicated," she began, her voice hesitant."I've dealt with complicated things before," Veronica replied, her eyes steady. "Try me."Isabella took a deep breath. "My name isn't Isabella," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's Jennifer. Jennifer Clarke."Veronica raised an eyebrow, a flicker of surprise crossing her face. "Jennifer?" she echoed. "But... you look exactly like Isabella.""That's because... we switched bodies," Jennifer explained, her voice trembling slightly. "Our souls... they swapped."Veronica stared at her, a mixture of disbelief and curiosity in her eyes. "Switched bodies?" she repeated. "How is that even possible?""It's the necklace," Jennifer said, touching the Gemini Heart. "It happened wh

THIRD PERSON'S P.O.V.The limousine rolled through the streets of North Central New York, one of the most dangerous neighborhoods in Philadelphia. Sterling and James are on their way to the "la fonte" hotel. This was the location where Sterling and James were told to meet Ferdinand the assassin. Sterling had contacted Ross Robert, one of the best contractors in the underworld, to help him get in contact with Ferdinand.The plan was simple; they would hire Ferdinand Giucerro, aka kill shot, to carry out the assassination of Vincenzo at the most public event the Romano family holds, the October 10th ball. Sterling aims to end Vincenzo publicly, therefore eliminating any possible trace of his death to either him or James. Since they will both be present at the ball as well.Sterling settled back into the plush leather seat of the limousine, his expression pensive as James shifted beside him. "So, partner," James began, his brow furrowed in thought, "you mentioned this 'Kill Shot' guy – t

THIRD PERSON P.O.V"Harder! Harder!! Please go harder!!!"The clapping sound of flesh on flesh could be heard accompanying the aforementioned screams of pleasure which were coming from Rain’s bedroom.Rain Clayton was one of the many illegitimate children that Harold Clayton had fathered while he was alive, and she, like all of the late Don's bastards, had been well taken care of with a weekly and unfailing allowance of $8,000 into her bank account, a scholarship that ran until whenever she decided to stop schooling. So, basically, being his child, legitimate or not, meant that her life had been sorted long ago. But that doesn't mean that Rain had the best life as it's often said, there's so much more in life that money can't buy."Right there!! That's the spot, Hmm.." she moaned.Rain’s mother died in a car accident when she was 18 and she has been alone since then, she was under the impression that the weekly allowance she got and the pre-paid school bills were from a trust fund her

Rain was hit by Randy’s revelation. Was he lying? He couldn't be. He'd known her name and everything about her even before she told him. It was difficult for her to accept this truth in her heart, but her head knew that there was no coincidence: this man, who was supposedly her stepbrother, was, in fact, telling the truth.Randy continued, "you’ve given absolutely NOTHING back to my father or the family. But, that's all about to change," Randy stated, a wicked smile forming on his face.Rain shuddered. Why was he suddenly smiling? Was this about the job he claimed to have for her? She thought as tears began to stream down her cheeks, "You see… our father, Who was also your father and the man who made your life easy Is dead. He was killed a week ago. Shot dead on the highway." Randy said.Rain shuddered again. Dead? So now, she was basically an orphan? And the relatives she was left with were men like this one before her? She instantly began to wish for death, too."And, we know who k

With the arrival of the bride, the priest officiated the wedding. His voice boomed across the sanctuary."Ladies and gentlemen, it is with great honor to introduce to you for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Griffo."The crowd erupted into thunderous applause as the couples made their way down the aisle.Amidst the vibrant crowd, whispers of admiration and awe buzzed like bees in a flower garden. "Did you see her red hair? She's the definition of rare beauty." Some of the wedding guests chimed."She's prettier than her brothers." Another confirmed."Anastasia Clayton is a precious jewel. No wonder, her beauty was hidden from the public." The crowd and the pictures bloggers craned their necks to glimpse the unrivaled jewel of the Clayton crown, and they were not disappointed. She was the epitome of beauty.———In living rooms and bars across the state, people gathered around their screens, their eyes glued to the broadcast."Can you believe this?" exclaimed a woman, her voice heavy with