Tamed

Exactly one month ago, Dane and Collin had gone to a weaver who owned a wish-granting shop in underground Harlem. This specific weaver, or witch, dabbled in the matchmaking specialty. Once the weaver sent them their perfect mate, Dane and Collin had forty-eight hours to convince the woman they were what she was looking for and claim her. During that time, the woman would be enchanted so she’d be unable to contact or return home.

And if they failed to convince the woman, Dane and Collin were doomed into a loveless life until their demise.

The price was steep, but thinking that they had nothing to lose, Dane and Collin agreed to make that deal with the weaver.

As paranormal twins, they shared closer bonds than human twins. If Dane was in pain, Collin would feel it. If Collin was intimate with a woman, Dane would experience the ecstasy as well. However, Collin’s pleasure was incomplete. Hollow pleasure that was unsatisfying. Unless the two of them shared the same woman.

But managing a ménage relationship out of the bedroom was tricky. The type of woman Collin liked, Dane couldn’t stand. And vice versa. Once, they both fell for the same woman, but she was old-fashioned and couldn’t bring herself into a three-way relationship.

Collin never planned to marry. Dane needed a wife and heir for the future of the clan. The two of them were looking for the perfect woman who could play the role as Dane’s wife but could share a bed with the two brothers behind the closed door.

It’d been impossible to find the perfect one. With the deadline fast approaching, they resorted to hiring a weaver of matchmaking. And tonight, the weaver promised to deliver their perfect woman.

Dane sat restless in his seat. He checked his wristwatch again.

Collin followed suit. “Anytime now.”

Just as he said that, a brilliant bright light appeared out of nowhere…

One second ago, she was with her best friend Kate, drinking Cuban coffee and eating a sandwich on Miami Beach, and now Danielle found herself sitting on a sofa, in a room full of books with two gorgeous men lounging by the fire.

A wave of vertigo made her dizzy. When it passed, panic set in.

Her first reaction was to scream. Then she jumped off the sofa, trying to make sense of what was happening.

“She screamed. And we hadn’t even touched her,” said one man with an amused expression.

“Oh dear, people outside might think we did something to her,” said the other one, rather concerned.

The two men were identical. They looked in their late twenties, physically fit, and immaculately dressed in designer suits. They had smoldering golden hazel eyes, pale hair, and were drop-dead gorgeous. One wore a formal three-piece black suit with beautifully coordinated silk tie and the other wore a brown sport suit paired with a preppy shirt and khakis.

“Who are you people?” she demanded. “And where am I?”

They both rose from their seats. Their height towered against her. She quickly calculated they were at least six feet tall.

“Welcome,” said the man in the black suit, with a smile. He sported short hair. “My name is Dane Edwards, and this is my brother Collin. You’re in the Dakota.”

“W-where?”

“New York City.”

She thought she’d misheard him. “New York? No, no, that’s impossible.”

There was a knock on the door. “Dane? Collin? Are you in there?”

The man with the sport suit and shoulder-length hair inclined his head apologetically. “That’s Aunt Titania. I’ll handle this.” He stepped through the door and extracted himself unobtrusively.

She heard a muffled voice through the heavy door. “Nothing happened, Aunt Titania. No, no, go on. There’s nothing to see…”

Danielle cut her attention to Dane. “I’m pretty sure I’m not drunk anymore. Seriously, where am I?”

He waved toward the empty chair next to him. “Why don’t you take a seat? I know this must be confusing for you. I’ll explain everything.”

Collin returned and swiftly closed the door on someone. “Forgive me. It was a misunderstanding. Our aunt is quite nosy, you see.”

Danielle hesitated. Dane took her arm and guided her to the chair. She sat, feeling unreal. This can’t be happening. People don’t get zapped to another state because they sign up on a matchmaking website.

Collin disappeared out the other door and came back with a bottle of water. “You look so flushed. Drink this.?