Arian

"Fuck!!!"

If this wasn't the fiftieth time I had seen this video and felt the need to break something, then it was definitely close. From the moment Miranda, my assistant, barged into my office fretting with her phone shaking in her frail hands, my gut told me something was amiss, how wrong I was I didn't know until I held the phone in my hands and watched how I was getting it down with another man, except it wasn't me but my twin, Adrian. What stared at me wasn't something amiss but grotesque in its most artistic form. Over the years taking the fall for him had been easy, not at first but it definitely got easier, but this, this was something else, this was daunting even for me. Usually, in situations like this, the headlines were always gratifying, the rainbow at the end of the rain if you will, and I always looked forward to something funny or cheesy, but today's headline didn't crack me up.

PROMISCUOUS OR SLUT? EVEN WORSE!!!

STOCK PRICES FALLING! LILY’S GRACE IN TROUBLE?

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"Fucking, fuck, fuck, fuck..."

"PR is still trying to control the situation, sir, but the video has gone viral and... well..."

"Spill it, Miranda, for fucks sake, what?" I saw my assistant flinch and immediately regretted yelling at her. This wasn't her fault, in fact, this wasn't anyone's burden to shoulder, it wasn’t fair that anyone other than the perpetrator should. Adrian is the only one to blame for this and for the first time in my life, I'm thinking protecting his ungrateful ass all these years was a big mistake.

shit.

"I'm sorry Miranda, I'm just, you know..."

"It's okay sir. I understand. The thing is PR is insisting that your brother gets involved and takes responsibility for this. The situation is really bad, sir, the video was released only two hours ago and already stock prices are falling and investors are threatening to pull out. The worse part is, sir, the majority of investors threatening to pull out are your relatives."

"I can't even say I'm very surprised. They are always colloguing against me. It's no news that the first sign of trouble and they're making threats they aren't even men enough to fulfill. They are the least of my worries right now. Tell PR to do what they can to curb the situation and wait for further instructions. My brother has never been brought into things like this before and I'd like it to stay that way. In the meantime get the board to come in for an emergency meeting."

"Of course sir." Miranda's eyes softened in her usual flirty manner and as she sashayed her way out of my office, my eyes stayed glued to her swaying hips. She could feel my eyes on her and it excited her. The next thing I see is her bending down to pick up her imaginary pen from the ground so as to give me a better look at her ass. What I would have done to her here and now if I wasn't so worried about losing the only legacy my mom had left in my care before she passed.

Mom always said she had three legacies, me, Adrian, and Lily's Grace; her sweat and blood, and I believed her until we grew up and I realized my brother wasn't part of the legacy, he was the destroyer of the true legacies.

How anyone thought this was me was beyond me?

I'll admit that Adrian and I are identical twins and even worse, his existence was known to very few, but at first glance at a closer look people should be able to tell the difference, right?

I zoomed in at the very disturbing picture of my alleged mouth tonguing that of someone I could only describe as the doppelganger of machine gun kelly with his chest tattoo that could be seen in his see-through top and his blond hair. The only reason I can even make a comparison of Monty; that's what they called him in the blogs, and machine gun kelly was because my brother was a fan of dangerous, loud, and excessive and he made sure I knew who they were at the very least. Why Adrian was into men like this was far beyond me.

The press was brutal, but they were meticulous I would give them that. In only a short while they’d dug up everything about Monty and pasted it on the net for people to scrutinize and condemn like he was some killer on trial. Luckily, my resources were far greater than theirs, which is why they could never and will never know about Adrian’s existence. And If one day my resources aren’t enough to protect him, then my life would and he knows it. But the bastard wasn’t making this easy.

And for all the fuck-ables in the world, why did it have to be machine gun Kelly?

Don't get me wrong, I hold nothing against gay people, I just preferred my dalliances with grabbable-asses and boobs that weren't as flat as mine or looked like mine in any way whatsoever, but I hold no judgements for whomever preferred otherwise. I love women and I love that I could have them as many times as I want. Now thinking back I wished I hadn't been so careful. A few pictures of my promiscuity leaked to the press would have gone a long way to relieve me of this headache. Maybe...

''Adrian, you'd better have a good explanation as to why you didn't take my calls for the last hour," I yelled the moment he finally answered the call.

"I'm calling from Hamtha city hospital. The owner of this phone was involved in a car accident, he..." I froze. It was as if my brain had been reconded from my body. All I could hear was a sharp ringing sensation in my ears, and though I knew the feminine voice at the other end of the line was still talking, I did nothing to show that I was still on the phone with her, finally, she gave up and ended the call. It was only then I realized myself and dialed the number.