Page 27 of The Bratva's Secret Twins

“I know,” I responded. “I just don’t think that it’s the right time yet, and I don’t want to give it up for just any shitty experience.”

Sienna nodded. “I understand you, baby girl, I do.”

I contemplated whether or not to reveal the thoughts that had been occupying my mind lately. My silence was loud, and Sienna, being a smart one, could tell that there was something more I wanted to say. Her gaze narrowed slightly, a subtle urge for me to spill whatever was lingering.

“Okay…I’m listening,” she drawled with a cheeky smirk.

I hesitated for a moment before replying. “Recently, I’ve really been warming to the idea of having a cock inside me, but I still haven’t seen the right guy—I’m picky, I know.”

“If you’ve been warming to the idea of finally getting laid, then there’s a man you envision it with.”

Truer words had never been spoken, and I felt a pang of embarrassment since the object of my desire was the one man my cousin had warned me against: Daniil.

It was worse now because Daniil somehow had gotten wind of my attraction to him, and that was bad—terrible. Recently, his stares made me feel like he could see right through my facade, into the depths of my longing. I felt exposed because this older man could read me like an open book.

I gave Sienna a wry laugh and kept this part to myself. I wasn’t ready to let anyone in on this little secret of mine just yet. She was a smart girl, and she got the message, not prying anymore.

“Come on, let’s catch up with the others. I’d hate for us to get lost,” she said, grabbing my hand.

“My best friend, Ty, would say that being separated from the group during a jungle hike is the intro of a horror movie.” I laughed.

“He sounds like a fun guy,” she said as we rushed to rejoin the other girls.

“He is.”

We burst out of the lush forest and were greeted by the sight of the ocean.

“Come on!” Sienna said to me, racing the other girls to the shore.

I smiled and joined them as we all laughed, giggling. We ran along the pristine white beach, feeling the warm sun on our skin and the gentle breeze in our hair as our feet treaded through the sand.

Ocean currents overlapped themselves, tickling our feet as we played by the shore, taking photos to capture moments and selfies to hold on to.

Sienna doused me with water, and I feigned annoyance at the sudden move.

“Oh, it’s on!” I exclaimed softly, my grin betraying my imaginary indignation. I splashed her back with a laugh.

She shrieked at my attack, hiding her face behind her hands. Soon, we embarked on a playful water battle.

We spent the next few minutes playing like children, and in that moment, nothing else mattered.

I felt like I’d entered a state of pure euphoria, where nothing but happiness filled my heart. I wished with all my might that this feeling would never fade, that I could stay in this carefree bubble forever. No Daniil, no worries, no fears, no complicated thoughts—just the simple joy of living.

I was like a ten-year-old girl again, with nothing on my mind except the thrill of playtime. It was a beautiful, liberating feeling, and I never wanted it to end.

Not long after, I realized I was parched and needed a drink, stat!

“Hey, I’ll be back, alright?” I said to Sienna, leaving the shore.

“Where’re you going?” she asked, pausing the game she was playing with the other girls.

“I’m thirsty,” I replied, still taking backward steps.

“Do you need me to come with you?”

My guardian angel. How thoughtful.

“Nah. I got it.” I smiled.

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