My name is Anny Lamber, and I have a twin sister. Our mother passed away when we were born, and our father committed suicide when we were 10 years old due to infidelity by his new partner. This left us under the care of a nanny and entitled to an inheritance that our mother left us along with a guardian. When we turned 18, we were given the inheritance, which included a company. For this reason, I studied business administration and took over the reins at the age of 29, being the oldest as I was born before my sister, who is a model named Anna Lamber. Unlike me, she is very ambitious, cold, calculated, and lacking emotions. This change occurred when we received the inheritance. Our nanny passed away when we turned 25, leaving us alone. I have no one but her.

My days at the company are very exhausting. Our business is dedicated to e-commerce and cloud computing services at all levels. It is the largest company in selling goods online. When I arrive at the mansion, there is complete silence because my sister travels the world in pursuit of her dream to become the most famous model. She changes boyfriends all the time, and I always see her making headlines in magazines. Luckily, nobody knows about me except for the employees of the company. I have no social life; I live to work. When I come home, the staff awaits me with dinner, and I go to sleep. Yes, my life is boring, but I have to push the company forward. I don't have a boyfriend, but I dream of getting married and starting a family. Hopefully, I will achieve that someday.

Anna

My name is Anna Lamber, and I am 29 years old. I am a model, but age is catching up with me. I haven't found a millionaire man who would make me the most famous model yet. I have had boyfriends, but none of them took me seriously because they say I am a walking fortune due to my personality. I am vain and proud. Currently, I am dating a wealthy Italian man, and I am here in Italy. I managed to get pregnant by him, as I am three months pregnant. I came from the United States to Italy to demand that he marries me. I have a twin sister who looks just like me. We are twins, but she is very dull. She works in a company and has a boring life. She works while I enjoy the money. That is how it should be. Our mother left us the inheritance when she died, and somebody has to work. That somebody won't be me.

When I arrived in Italy, I called Franco Maccino to let him know that I was staying at one of his hotels to share the news. He arrived, and when he saw me, I handed him the envelope. His reaction wasn't what I expected, and I got upset by what he said. He told me that we were going to have a baby, but he couldn't marry me because he was engaged and is going to marry Nicoletta Ricci. Therefore, I will have to be his lover and live in the shadows with my child. He walked away elegantly, leaving me annoyed and frustrated. I have decided to go back to the United States and have an abortion. I am not going to have a child and be a single mother.

Santino Maccino

My name is Santino, I am 30 years old and I have an older brother named Franco, who is 5 years older than me. Our parents are Italians. I am currently waiting for my older brother at his office, but he is not here, which surprises me as he is usually very responsible, just like me. I have my own company and I am not married, nor do I have any plans to do so. However, my brother is engaged to a beautiful woman, but despite that, he is involved with another woman who is beautiful but manipulative, self-interested, and ruthless. I know this because I have observed them together for months and my brother has confided in me. I see him enter the office looking furious. I greet him and ask what's wrong. He pours two glasses of whisky, and I know it must be something serious for him to drink it before speaking. He drinks it in one gulp and tells me that Anna is several months pregnant. I take a sip and ask him what he plans to do. Our parents are going to be furious. He replies that he will keep it a secret for now, and after the baby is born, he will acknowledge it and break the news to our parents and to Nicoletta after they are married. I sigh, touch his shoulder, and tell him that I will support him, and then I leave. Little did I know, this would be the last time I would see my brother alive.

Nicoletta Ricci

Today, I agreed to have lunch with my fiancé. When I arrived at his office, I bumped into my brother-in-law, who was leaving. I greeted him, mentioning that I was there to go to lunch at a restaurant a few blocks away. We said goodbye, and I went inside. When I reached Franco, he seemed a little preoccupied. I greeted him with a kiss on his lips and asked if something was wrong. He responded that everything was fine, grabbed his coat, and we left for lunch. As we were driving towards the restaurant, his phone rang, and he answered in English. I don't speak the language, but I noticed him speeding up. I asked him to slow down, but he told me he had to go to one of his hotels to solve a problem. As we continued driving a few kilometers, a truck crossed our path, and we collided. Everything turned black.

Anna

I have made up my mind to return to the United States, but before I do, I called Franco to tell him that I am going to abort his child because he refused to marry me. He needs to forget about me. He replied that he is coming to talk to me and that he is with Nicoletta, which is why he spoke in English. I told him to forget about me and our unborn child. He asked where I was, and I told him I was at his hotel. He hung up. I am waiting here for him to decide between her and me. I left him some messages on his phone.

After a few minutes, I turned on the television and saw the news announcing that the businessman Franco had been in a car accident, and he and his fiancée had died. Tears fell from my eyes; my Franco couldn't be dead. I packed my suitcase and went to the airport to leave for the United States. I cannot stay here knowing that I am partially to blame for the accident.

Santino

I am at home with my parents when my phone rings. When I answer, I receive the most painful news. It was one of the clinics announcing my brother's and his fiancée's death. I couldn't believe it; I had just seen them both not long ago. I fell to the ground; how am I going to tell my parents? They approached me, asking what was wrong. With little strength in my voice, I told them that Franco was dead.

We all went to the scene; my mother couldn't stop crying. The driver took us in the state we were in since none of us were in any condition to drive. Upon arrival, I entered to identify the bodies, and it was indeed them. They handed me their belongings, and there was his phone. I kept it in my pocket and went to prepare everything for the funeral ceremony. While doing so, I wondered what happened. I hired specialists to investigate if the vehicle had been tampered with, but no, it was not a murder, just an accident. That was when I questioned where they were going, considering they were supposed to go to lunch, recalling my conversation with Nicoletta.

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...Anny and Anna...

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I am home after a long day of work. I sit in the living room to have a hibiscus tea when I hear the mansion's door open and someone enters. I turn my head and see my sister collapsing in tears with a suitcase. I approach to console her, but she yells at me to stay away and not touch her. I maintain a safe distance until she calms down and she starts to tell me.

Anna: I'm pregnant, Anny. I'm going to have a child with Franco Manccino, and the worst part is that he's dead because of me.

Anny: Calm down, Anna. What do you mean he's dead and it's your fault? Come, sit down, have some tea, and let's talk.

Narrator:

Anny asked for a lime blossom tea to be prepared for her sister, Anna. She told her everything that happened, including her desire to have an abortion. However, Anny refused to accept that her sister would commit such a crime.

Anny: You have to keep the baby. Ask me for anything you want, but that baby must be born.

Anna: I won't have it, it's easy for you to say because you're not in my position. Who will love me with a bastard child from another man?

Anny: The months will pass quickly, nobody will notice. I promise that when he or she is born, I will claim it as mine. I will adopt him or her. But please, remember it's a life. The baby is not at fault for your plans with this Franco not working out as you expected.

Anna: What will you give me in return? I'll sacrifice my body for another six months, lose my figure. No one will hire me as a model, not to mention my age; I'm almost 30. What do I gain by giving you this child?

Anny: Ask for anything you want in exchange for handing him over alive. Then you can disappear, or I can do it with him.

Anna: Are you willing to give me the mansion, sell or leave me the entire company just to be with that brat?

Anny: He is my nephew, and he will be the only family I have left. Yes, I will leave everything to you in exchange for his life.

Anna: I agree, but one more thing. From now on, I want you to use my identity. You will be Anna, and I'll be Anny. That way, everything will be fine. Oh, we must sell the company since I dislike working. I'll give you a bank account number where you must send all the money when the company is sold. Congratulations, Anny, you're going to be a mother.

Anny: I cannot give you my identity because it's the only thing I will have left, along with my child. The best option is for you to continue being Anna and me being Anny. Otherwise, you'll have problems with many people seeking Anny.

Anna: Well, if that's the case, fine. I don't want enemies since I don't have any. Keep your identity safe. We have a deal. Don't fail me, and don't play dirty. Remember, your child's life is at stake.

Narrator:

Anna went to her room, her still-flat abdomen making no sound as she left her suitcase on the floor. Anny picked it up, letting out a sigh. The maid touched her shoulder, assuring her that everything would be fine. The maid had overheard everything. Anny sat down to talk with Mrs. Mónica, who gave her advice to save money for herself and the baby before selling the company. Anny was a smart woman, and Mrs. Mónica suggested that she should consider going away and buying a farm where her sister couldn't find her when she ran out of money. Anny could start over there. Mrs. Mónica offered her help, saying that she would go with her even if Anny couldn't pay her. Anny had done a lot for her and her family. They embraced, but Mrs. Mónica asked if Anny had any enemies. Anny smiled and said she didn't, except maybe her sister, who had had so many boyfriends. She didn't want any misunderstandings since, despite that, Anny was still a virgin. They both burst into laughter.

Anny dedicated herself to the company so much that she forgot to have friends and boyfriends. At her age, she still maintained her purity, which was both incredible and true. Sometimes, we focus on growing economically and preparing ourselves to create what we now call our empire. However, Anny missed out on those years and now she had to sell all those efforts and leave them in someone else's hands. But that didn't matter to her; they already had a plan. Now, her priority was someone's life who had already won her heart, even though they were not present. In her mind, she kept repeating, "I don't have a life. You are my life..."

Meanwhile, in Italy.

Franco's and Nicoletta's bodies were buried side by side. Both families had lost their children. Santino and his parents went home, and Santino's mother was given a sedative.

Santino.

I arrived home and helped my parents to bed; they were exhausted and unwell. I sat on the couch and poured two glasses of whisky, one for him and one for me. I placed his glass in front of him, saying, "Cheers, brother. I promise to find your son or daughter. They will lack nothing; it's the only thing you've left us. My parents will be happy to know that. But for now, I will dedicate myself to finding her. I don't know much about Anna. I know she is from the United States, but I don't know many details about her. Not even her last name. If she has siblings or who her parents are. I know I will find her; with money, anything is possible. However, I will wait a few months because your departure has deeply affected my parents."

I finished my whisky, went to my room, prepared the bathtub with warm water, and immersed myself in it to think. I don't know in what conditions Anny and my brother were left, but if she refuses to give me my nephew or niece, I will be obliged to marry her and bring her here to Italy with my parents. That will make them happy. All I can say is that I am willing to give my life for my brother's child. That's all he left us. I know that she will have her price because she is a vain woman.

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Hello, what will happen now? The baby hasn't been born, and they are already going to fight over them. It seems that everything is becoming difficult for Anny. Stay tuned for the upcoming chapters.

Months have passed and here I am in the clinic with my sister who is about to give birth to my princess, Lucero. That will be my princess's name, as I have decided. The lawyer I trust is accompanying me to handle the adoption process and register the child as my daughter. Afterward, I will leave with her to a farm I bought in France, where I will dedicate myself to producing wines and cheeses. Only Mrs. Mónica, who will work for me, and the lawyer know about my plans.

My little Lucero was born. My sister was very brave, but she turned out to be a terrible mother. When they handed her the baby, she rejected her. The baby cried, but when I took her into my arms, she stopped crying. Soon after, the nurse took her away while I proceeded with the legal process. My sister signed, and the doctor explained to me that her rejection of the baby is normal, that some women experience postpartum depression, perhaps my sister is one of them. I touched his shoulder and said, "Doctor, what my sister has is a sick soul, her only trauma is called 'Love of money'". The doctor looked at me and understood when the lawyer handed me the documents, confirming that the child was legally mine. Anna had asked if the money was in her account; if it was, I could leave with the bastard. I clenched my fists, went to thank the doctor. After all, thanks to him, I will have someone to spend the rest of my life with. I know my parents would be proud of their granddaughter, and she will lack nothing.

I arrived at my sister's room, and she asked me why I was still here and hadn't left yet. She warned me to leave before she regrets giving her daughter to me and negotiates with our Uncle, the father's brother. Her gaze was wicked. I clenched my fists and responded that she shouldn't even consider it because I sold the company and already gave her the money, which isn't true. I didn't sell the company, or maybe I did, but I bought it back in my lawyer's name. I leave him in charge for a while, then I will return. It's a lot to ask of him, but he has always been there for us. My mother entrusted him and left him the company when we were just babies. Mr. Félix and his wife were good friends of my parents. However, I couldn't help but feel anxious about Lucero's paternal family. Don't they know about her existence? Anna says no, but why did she mention it today? If they ever show up, I won't deny them the right to see Lucero. One day, I will tell her the truth.

I left the hospital with my beautiful Lucero. She was calm in my arms as I sang her a lullaby melody that I had always longed to hear from my mother, who unfortunately left us at birth. We headed to the airport and got on Mr. Félix's private jet. My belongings were moved to our house a few months earlier, and it is ready and waiting for us to bring that warm human touch into our home.

...Lucero...

Anna.

I finally gave birth and escaped from that pregnancy. Now I need to recover. My sister, that dead fly, has no idea what she might encounter if she comes across Santino Maccino. Perhaps he will confuse her for me. By now, she surely knows the cause and motive behind her brother's death in that accident months ago. She must hate me, but I have a plan for when that time comes. My sister will pay for what she did, and maybe one day I'll marry him and reclaim the girl. After all, if she inherited anything from Franco, it's that bastard child. For now, I'm going to enjoy the money and the luxury life that awaits me.

Santino.

Several months have passed since my brother's death, and my mother fell into depression again a few days ago. I don't know what happened to that woman, Anna. I haven't been able to find her. She used to be a model, but not well-known enough for me to locate her. To be honest, I haven't made it a priority. I've been dealing with my mother's situation, which is important. Now I'm going to personally start searching for that woman. I only hope she didn't have an abortion because if that's the case, I'll take care of her myself. I want my brother's child with us here in Italy.

I was in the study, drinking a glass of whisky, when I remembered the bag the doctor gave me on the day of my brother's death. I opened the safe, and there was his cell phone. It still had some battery left. I felt a bit strange for going through his personal belongings. I checked his call log and realized that Anna was the last person he spoke to on the phone. I went to his messages and read her text.

"I don't care if you're with Nicoletta. Either come to the hotel right now, or I'll leave forever, and you can forget about your child because I'll abort it when I get to the United States. So, I want you here flying immediately. Your child's life is in your hands."

I finished reading the message and understood that she was the one responsible for my brother's death. That whore. If she hadn't made him leave in a rush, he would still be alive. I squeezed the phone tightly as tears streamed down my face. I continued reading the messages, and I found many of hers. My brother spent a lot of money on her because, according to him, he loved Nicoletta. Could it be that he was also in love with Anna? Can one love two women at the same time?

I stopped reading because I couldn't bear it anymore. Seeing how she harassed and blackmailed my brother to leave Nicoletta for her, I also found some explicit videos she sent him. That's when I understood why he was so enchanted by her. She's very beautiful, sexy, and outgoing. I closed the phone and let out a sigh, wondering where she could be. I'm going to find you, you little bitch. I've never mistreated a woman, but I'll avenge my brother's death. I'll make you suffer. I'll take my brother's child away from you, and you'll pay with tears of blood for messing with a Maccino.

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What will happen now that Santino knows part of the truth about his brother's death? Will he be able to find Anny or Anna? Let's see in the next chapters.