Sins and Insanity at the Pendragons' Lair

My best friend and I had been abducted by the Pendragon brothers—a duo consisting of a religious CEO and a top-billed movie star.

We became their secret lovers against our will.

"I'm pregnant, Lilith," my best friend said, tears glistening in her eyes.

"Me too, Lindsay," I replied softly, caressing my belly. "But I won't go through with it."

The brothers heard us. Their control tightened. They watched us during mealtimes, while we slept, and even during our bathroom breaks. We could not endure it any longer, so we fought back.

In their anger, the brothers kept mistresses who resembled us. We thought we were free until one day, they found us.

They called us homewreckers and hurled insults at us. They broke into our house, scarred our faces, broke our legs, and kicked us until we miscarried. It did not matter how much we tried to explain ourselves.

They removed our clothes and paraded us in the street.

Finally, the Pendragons arrived. They raised their marriage certificates and declared, "Lilith and Lindsay are our wives!"

My best friend and I grew up in an orphanage. As university students, we worked in a hotel to earn money.

What we didn't expect was to end up in a one-night stand with two of the city's most elite brothers. One was an award-winning movie star, and the other was a CEO renowned for his piety.

They were possessive and controlling—completely unhinged.

They were animals.

Once again, I found myself in the arms of Zagreus Pendragon, known as "the Faithful", forced to remove my lingerie.

But this time, I snapped. "Can you stop treating me like a doll?! I'm a person of flesh and blood, not your pet! I deserve a dignified life—respect my right to freedom and agency!"

In the next room, I heard Lindsay shriek. She had kicked away a drink that Zion Pendragon—the movie star—had given her.

"I told you I don't want to bear your kid! I'm not taking this or atosiban!" she shouted.

A stainless steel cup clattered to the floor as Zion scowled and stormed out, his brother following. The two exchanged a look, then got into their car and drove off.

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The next day, Lindsay and I saw those two on TV, caught flirting with women who looked just like us.

We celebrated—finally, the Pendragon brothers were going to leave us alone!

But suddenly, we heard a commotion outside, including the sound of trumpets.

While not everyone in the Pendragons' villa neighborhood was a billionaire, most were still respectable members of Hanttye City's elite. No one would do something so uncivilized here.

What was going on?

"Be our witness, everyone! I'm here to visit my husband's mistress today. Let's see who she is!" someone shouted.

At the front of a makeshift parade, a pink banner reading "Wives Meeting Mistresses" was proudly displayed.

A group of older folks beat marching drums and blew into trumpets.

The villa we were staying in remained calm, though Minnie Stein