New Life : A Second Chance

"So how do we do this?" Bella asked, "How will we know which twin it is?"

"That's simple enough," Stella replied.

Bella rolled her eyes. If it was so simple, why hadn't they managed to find out till now?

Stella caught that and she smirked, saying loftily, as if guessing what she was thinking, "It wasn't required until now."

Bella didn't say a word to refute it, though she knew that Stella was talking crap. 'Saving face' was her driving force and Bella wasn't going to poke holes into that story of hers, as she needed to know what was her plan.

"Since he takes her out on a date everyday, then we approach the one that is left behind," Stella said.

Bella blinked.

That was so obvious that she wondered why she didn't think of it before either.

The next day, the girls waited at the cafe opposite the building where the twins worked. From their previous investigations, they knew the time that the twins would go out to pick up Beatrice. 

Both the twins would come down and one would go to the car parked outside. They would speak for a while, discussing something, then do their 'brotherly fist pump' or something and the one left behind would watch the car go before leaving the area. 

Either going back into the building, or going home.

It did not seem to be any different today.

The moment the twins came down, the girls made their move. As soon as one twin drove off, they walked over to the remaining twin that was just about to turn to go back into the building.

"Zack!" Bella shouted, hoping that it was him.

She was ignored. Bella's heart plummeted.

Stella, feeling smug, walked faster and called out, "Yuri!"

Bella smirked upon seeing that she was ignored as well.

They looked at each other and figured that they still didn't know who it was. Picking up the pace, they nearly ran over and blocked the way.

Panting, they looked at the visibly annoyed twin, who just said, "Move."

Bella gulped.

"Yuri, please," Bella pleaded, "We just want to talk."

He didn't give them another glance, side-stepping them and walking off.

The girls did try to stop him, but he just shoved them aside, not caring that they stumbled and Stella nearly hit the wall. They watched at the stiff back that walked away, the anger apparent from the way he seemed off.

"That's Yuri for sure," Bella said, "Zack would at least give some snarky comments."

Stella, rubbing her sore shoulder, agreed. Then, she looked at Bella and asked, "So? Are you in?"

Bella scoffed.

"I want to make sure," she said, "Just this one time doesn't cut it. We could be wrong."

"So what is it that you want to do? Stake this place out again tomorrow? How long do you want to do it until you're satisfied?" Stella demanded.

"Easy for you to say," Bella said, "You're not the one who's got to sleep with a guy just to frame up that woman."

Stella snorted, "As if you're so chaste since we broke up with the twins."

"That's by my choice," Bella pointed out, "I have my standards!"

"Look, it's only because I'm your sister that I'm even doing this," Stella said with a roll of her eyes, "It's obvious Yuri has much better taste than your Zack."

Bella hesitated and thought about it, unhappy that the vixen was hooking up with her Zack. This plan of Stella, however, just rubbed her the wrong way.

Finally, she said, "No. Even though it is Zack that she is seeing right now, I refuse to do this. Let's just use Rudy. Why should we use this complicated method anyway?"

Stella frowned for a second then shook her head, "So be it. And for your pea-sized brain, the reason why we should use this so called 'complicated method', as you put it, is because Zack has feelings for her. The other girls were just to fuck around with."

"Even if they disappeared, the twins wouldn't think twice about it. However, if that slut was to disappear, he would definitely search for her," Stella pointed out.

"Be as that may be," Bella said in a huff as they walked off, "There is no guarantee that this will work. No way am I going to fuck someone if it may not work."

Stella pinched the space between her eyebrows, "Fine. You have a point. We'll just use Rudy then."

"Make it clean, and most importantly, make it look like an accident," Bella said.

Stella glared at her, "Do you think I'm stupid?! I know what I'm doing!"

Bella wisely didn't reply to that. However, there was a growing suspicion within her regarding Stella's actions lately.

It didn't quite add up.

For example, why did she make this set up of finding a guy who demanded sex from her in return for setting up the vixen? Why didn't Stella try and figure out which twin it was before this?

More importantly, why was Stella so insistent for her to jump into bed with that guy, even after finding out that it was Zack that was dating the slut? 

Stella, like her, was selfish - even more so.

Since it was Zack, why would Stella continue with the plan of ruining Beatrice?

However, no matter how much she tried to think about it, nothing made sense. Everything pointed towards getting rid of Beatrice.

So … why?

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In a private room, a man sat on the sofa as he looked at the woman in front of him. Surrounding him were big, burly men that looked like the typical 'gangster' type of men. Tattoos, teeth missing, scars on the faces - you name it. 

Rudy studied the woman. 

She was wearing a tight, red dress that showed off her curves and her snowy white skin. Although she wore a mask that covered half of her face, one could tell that the face behind the mask must be a beauty.

Rudy was feeling slightly impressed at her bravery in actually coming here in that get-up. Stupid, but brave. Perhaps she was too stupid to be afraid but that was another matter altogether.

"So who is the mark?" Rudy asked.

She handed him a brown envelope. When he opened it and saw the picture inside, his eyebrows rose up.

"Her?" he asked, turning the picture to show the woman, "Are you sure?"

The lady nodded.

Rudy shook his head, and looked at the picture again then at the woman. Undoubtedly, the one in the picture was not ugly but she was pretty normal. Why would she need to get rid of this person?

He flipped through the rest of the pictures and pursed his lips.

Though the face may not be anything to shout at, the figure was pretty good. In fact, very good. Then, a thought came to his mind.

"Is this lady the same threat as before?" Rudy asked. He was often called up to get rid of 'competition', so to speak but from what he heard, the Dante Twins have gone serious. 

So serious that their woman was not to be touched.

He wasn't going to step into that landmine, no matter how much he was paid. 

"No," the lady answered, "She owns a property that I want and she isn't selling."

Rudy nodded. That was fine then.

"When do you want it done?" he asked.

"As soon as you can, but not too long," the lady answered, "She's quite cautious and is rarely alone. When you make your move, make sure no one else is around."

"That will cost extra," Rudy said, throwing the pictures on the table, "Making it look like an accident is one thing, but making sure no one is caught in the cross-fire wasn't part of the deal. That takes more planning."

"You could always kidnap her first then stage an accident," the lady said.

Rudy nodded, "That's a good idea, Bella. Makes things easier."

Stella hissed, "No names!"

Rudy shrugged, "These are my men. They're the ones who are going to do it, so it's only fair that they know who hired them."

Stella huffed, secretly pleased that Rudy did call out to her. She had used her sister's name, so that if Rudy was caught, they'd think it was Bella. In fact, all this time, she had been using her sister's name whenever she hired Rudy.

Bella, the coward, would never make the call.

She glanced at the pictures on the table, smiling to herself. 

She had seen that look on Rudy's face and knew that look. She knew his taste, so she had deliberately touched up the pictures to make Beatrice more enticing to Rudy. Luckily, not much work was needed so it really looked natural.

To be tortured before death was truly a fitting end for the slut.

Stella couldn't wait.