There was something dark and mysterious about the Russell Brothers.
I knew they were no good for me, but it didn’t stop me from wanting them.
Both of them.
Theodore and Lucas.
Sinfully hot, sinfully bad.
Twin brothers wrapped in the perfect designer suits.
I went unnoticed, or so I thought.
The day of the Simmon’s Pearl account, that changed.
I became their new obsession, and I loved every minute of it.
