They slept together
Dyan’s pov
The next day, by coincidence, I called Tessy in the morning and asked her to come to my place at 5 pm. This happened without Taylor's knowledge. However, it sparked Tessy's desire to meet Taylor at the bar at 4 pm, and she kept it a secret from me.
At 3:30 pm, Taylor got ready, took a shower, and dressed nicely. As he was about to leave the house, I jokingly said, "Looks like you found someone new." He smiled at me and left in his car. Our dad was wealthy and made sure we had everything we needed.
Because Tessy was eager, she arrived at Keans bar before Taylor, who was driving. Taylor called Tessy from his car, asking, "Where are you?"
"I'm already inside the bar," she replied.
"Please come out," he said when he spotted someone he knew, and that person also knew Tessy as my girlfriend.
Tessy came out, wearing a brown dress with black dots on the front. When she saw Taylor's car, she walked closer to it.
"Get inside. Come inside," he said quickly, opening the car door. Tessy asked, "Is Dylan still coming to Keans bar?"
"No, he changed his mind. He told me to go to a different bar. I know he wouldn't have told you," Taylor replied, and Tessy, being trusting, believed him. She got into the car, and they drove away.
After a short while, Taylor and Tessy got out of the car and went inside. Taylor had arranged for a VIP section for privacy. However, Tessy kept looking at her watch, expecting Dylan to call as planned.
"Do you love my brother Dylan? I want you to tell me the absolute truth," Taylor said after they sat down. There were two glasses of wine in front of them, and Taylor had poured the wine.
The question shocked Tessy, considering their nearly five-year relationship. She replied,
"I love Dylan deeply. He means everything to me."
"I'm about to reveal the biggest shock of your life. Do you know Maya?" Taylor asked.
"Dylan's classmate?" she said.
"Yes, you actually know her."
"Yes, I know her."
"What kind of relationship do Dylan and Maya have?" Taylor asked.
"I know them as just regular friends," Tessy replied.
"Great! We're making progress. There was a secret meeting in our house that Dylan will never tell you about. Dylan loves both you and Maya, and he's considering proposing to one of you. Someone suggested he should propose to Maya. I won't mention names, but I believe Dylan is considering it. He said he loves both of you and thinks either of you would make a great wife. However, I'm here to let you know that I will convince him to choose you. I see a bright future for you, and I believe you would be a wonderful wife. If Dylan marries you, you become part of our family. I will fight for you. I know how to persuade my twin brother. He's not just my brother; he's my twin. We shared the same womb, and he always listens to what I tell him in confidence." Taylor reached out and touched Tessy's hand, and she felt afraid.
Those words were so painful that Tessy began to remember the various times she had seen Dylan and Maya together.
"I know it's surprising to hear this, but I'm telling you the truth. There is hope. Here are three things I'd like you to do: give Dylan more attention, dress more attractively, and surprise him with visits and gifts for my mother. If you can do these three things, along with my persuasive words, Dylan will be yours."
Tessy took a deep breath, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Please don't cry. What I've shared with you is good news. It's something worth celebrating. If I didn't like you, I wouldn't have told you this secret. Please, don't cry. Rest your head on the table and gather yourself before we continue with our drinks." Taylor stood up and gently guided Tessy's head to rest on the table so she could compose herself. As soon as Taylor saw Tessy bow her head, he quickly reached into his pocket, took out something, and put it in Tessy's glass. Then he returned to his seat.
A few minutes later, Taylor tapped Tessy and said, "Please drink your wine, let go. It's worth celebrating, knowing what will happen in your life in the next moment." Tessy took the glass of wine and drank it.
"Would you like more?" Taylor asked, holding up the bottle of wine.
"No, I really appreciate the information you've shared. I will do the three things you asked. I love Dylan with all my heart, and I'm willing to do whatever it takes to have him by my side. Thank you so much. Honestly, I neverthought you were this kind. I'm speaking from my heart. You've surprised me with this important information." She yawned as she spoke her final words.
"Oh, it seems like you're getting tired. Let's start heading home," Taylor said.
They stood up, and before they could reach Taylor's car, Tessy rested her head on Taylor's shoulder. He gently put her into his car and took her to his friend's place, where he slept with her without her consent.
Tessy woke up around 10 pm and realized she had been violated. Taylor was standing there, waiting for her to wake up.
"What have you done to me?" she cried and added, "I knew nothing good would ever come from you."
"I waited for you to wake up before leaving, am I not kind enough? I gave you the information to win Dylan's heart. Am I so wicked to not get my reward?"
"You jerk! You tricked me, drugged me, and took advantage of me."
"No one will believe you. Besides, you're getting engaged tomorrow. If you speak up, you'll ruin your chances of getting engaged."
Tessy left that unfamiliar house that night and went home, feeling extremely sad. When she checked her phone, which Taylor had put on silent, she saw thirty missed calls and two messages.
That same night, she texted me and said,
"My love, I'm in a critical condition that I'd like to discuss with you tomorrow. I can't say anything now."
The next day, I left home and rushed to Tessy's house. It was morning, and the first person I saw was Tessy's mother.
"Your friend is not feeling well," she said. I went to Tessy's door and knocked. Tessy wasn't expecting me so early that morning. As she opened the door, I knelt down with a ring in my hand and said,
"Will you marry me?" I wanted to surprise her, and she burst into tears and said,
"Yes, yes, I will marry you," and more tears streamed down her face. I took out my phone, captured the joyful moment, and uploaded it to the internet. Taylor was among the people who commented online, saying, "As predicted, more love."
In that situation, Tessy couldn't tell me what had happened the previous night. I thought her feverish state prevented her from coming to my place. Little did I know that Tessy was crying not only because of the engagement but also because she felt trapped.
Tessy thought that if she spoke up, our engagement might be canceled. She loved me and didn't want anything to come between us.
From that day on, I noticed Tessy was always moody, and she visited our house less frequently. Even when she did come, she wouldn't talk or greet Taylor. I assumed she was angry with Taylor because he had broken up with Kate. Tessy knew Kate, and they were somewhat close friends.
A week before our return to school, Taylor tried calling Tessy, but she didn't answer. After several calls, he decided to send her a text message from a different number.
"Hello, sweet Tessy. It was quite an experience having you in bed. The last time we were together, you were unconscious, and it was so good that I can't stop thinking about it. I want to do it with you again, this time with your eyes open. It will remain a secret, just like the first time. But if you refuse to comply, I doubt you'll still wear that engagement ring on your finger, and your friends' party at school to celebrate your engagement might not happen either. And to top it all off, I have some naked pictures of you that I'm willing to upload on the internet without showing my face if you try to be smart. Be a good girl and act quickly."
Out of fear, Tessy met Taylor for a second time, and they had sex again. It was a few months later, close to my graduation, when Tessy called me. I answered the call, but before I could say anything, she started ranting.
"To hell with you, you jerk! You deceived me and blackmailed me. I'm fed up. I was naive then. I should have told your twin brother when it first started. Once I hang up, I'm going to meet my fiancé and tell him everything you've done to me, how you drugged me and slept with me. Do you think I'll keep doing this just to keep my relationship with Dylan? I can't tolerate your wickedness anymore. It's better for Dylan to know what you've done to me. I wish you had died in your mother's womb and only Dylan survived..." She ended the call.
A few seconds later, Tessy called back, and I said,
"Tessy!"
She started crying. She had mistakenly called me instead of Taylor. I'm still finding it difficult to forget that call, let alone continue the relationship.
It was a nightmare, and I immediately dialed Taylor's phone number.
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