Twilight in Your Eyes

“Dad, I agree to move to Haven State for the arranged marriage. Let’s do it quickly before I change my mind.”

Her father, Joe Stone, replied instantly. “Good girl, I’ll have it sorted within a month at most!”

Just an hour ago, Tara Stone had been in the backseat of a luxury car, her soft sighs slipping out as Leo Carter kissed her.

His phone rang, and he answered in Genovian, his tone impatient.

“Calling at a time like this?”

The voice on the other end chuckled. “What’s up? Busy with something important? How much does she resemble Nina Lucas?”

Leo absentmindedly stroked Tara’s delicate face. “About seventy percent similar. If you don’t get to the point, I’m hanging up.”

“Wait, don’t! Nina’s flight lands tomorrow. She’s returning to revive her career back home. I thought I’d give you a heads-up. Nice of me, right? Your first love, your ‘one true love,’ is back. Think you’ll finally ditch the stand-in? What if she won't leave you?”

Leo replied coldly, “There’s no problem money can’t solve.”

Tara, her head lowered against the seat, felt her tears streaming uncontrollably.

Leo had no idea she understood Genovian.

Three years of heartfelt devotion, and to him, she was nothing more than a dog.

“Dad, I agree to move to Haven State for the arranged marriage. Let’s do it quickly before I change my mind.”

Her father, Joe Stone, replied instantly. “Good girl, I’ll have it sorted within a month at most!”

Tara Stone quietly wiped away her tears and put down her phone.

An hour earlier, she had been kissed so passionately by Leo that soft moans escaped her lips.

Inside the luxury car, the soundproof partition was raised, ensuring the driver couldn’t hear what was happening in the backseat.

Leo’s lips pressed against Tara’s, prying them open.

Tara loved him deeply, recklessly, to the point of losing herself completely.

They had been together for three years and had tried everything, everywhere. Doing it in the car had become routine.

Leo’s phone rang.

The interruption darkened his expression, but when he glanced at the caller ID, he still answered.

Tara caught a glimpse of the name on the screen. It was a foreign name in Genovian, a rare language that few people in the country understood.

Leo muttered coldly, “Calling at a time like this?”

The person on the other end laughed. “What’s up? Busy with something important?”

Leo gripped Tara’s slender waist, signaling her to stay still. His voice was calm and lazy. “If you already know, get to the point.”

The caller chuckled. “How much does she resemble Nina Lucas?”

Leo casually ran his fingers over Tara’s delicate face. “About seventy percent similar.”

The man laughed and swore. “You’ve got skills. What’s so good about her?”

Leo kissed Tara’s neck, his tone indifferent. “She’s pure, like an obedient little poodle. Her eyes are clear but she is naive.”

The man’s breathing grew heavier.

Leo frowned, annoyed. “Stop being a pervert. If you