Damien's POV
I woke up with a skull-splitting hangover that made the world tilt before my eyes. Sunlight sliced through the gaps in the heavy curtains of our mirrored bedroom suite, reflecting endlessly off every wall and the ceiling.
It was disorienting as always, hundreds of versions of me staring back, tangled in silk sheets with my identical twin sister, Serena. We’d shared everything since birth: clothes, secrets, accessories, and even this custom room designed to erase any sense of separation.
Last night’s wild party had blurred into a haze of alcohol, dancing, and… something more. My c**k twitched at the memory, already half-hard against her thigh.
Serena was still asleep, her chest rising and falling softly, our naked bodies pressed together. Her long dark hair spilled across
