After Bookish Alpha Was Shared by Top-Tier Twin Omegas

The top, a broke college student with nothing but a pretty face, is a bookish Alpha. In a single day, she is framed and saddled with a predatory loan.

Her unique pheromones catch the attention of the Ling Group, and a contract lands in her lap. She becomes the contractual lover of the famously "proper and chaste" eldest Miss Ling.

Miss Ling is a cool, aloof beauty, proper and chaste, a top-tier Omega and the head of a wealthy family.

At their first meeting, her contract partner, Miss Ling Qingshuang, sat behind her desk, her expression hidden in the backlight. "Call me Big Sister."

That night, she nervously thought she was only meant to play a decorative role. Instead, she got eaten up right then and there. That night, Miss Ling gripped the back of her neck and whispered in her ear, "Puppy."

Miss Ling really was proper and chaste. Even in bed, she only ever used the same few positions.

From then on, by day she was the quiet, obedient "puppy" at Miss Ling's side. At night, Miss Ling demanded her again and again.

Still wearing her suit dress, she couldn't even be bothered to undo the buttons. Without her underwear, she climbed on top and looked down at her, her icy fingertips pinching her chin. "Puppy, don't move."

Then, three months ago, Big Sister said she was going on a business trip. And then Big Sister came back. Only this time, she seemed different.

Miss Ling wore a slip dress, her curls loose over her shoulders. The moment she saw her, her eyes lit up. She rushed over, wrapped her arms around her neck, and called out sweetly, "Baby, did you miss me?"

That night, she pushed her into the bedroom, bit her shoulder, and whimpered, "Baby's so good. Baby is mine."

Afterward, instead of her usual cool, dismissive tone, Miss Ling spoke gently to her. "Next time, I want you again."

She thought this was just Big Sister's occasional "tender mode." After all, sometimes Miss Ling still looked at her with that familiar cool, chaste gaze.

Besides, it wasn't the first time Big Sister had been so different in bed.

A proper, chaste beauty, but only the top knew how passionate Big Sister really was.

So, during the day, the top was Miss Ling's "puppy," tied to the headboard with a belt. Miss Ling would be brought to tears by the top, yet still coolly order her, "Kiss me." At night, she was Miss Ling's "baby," held close as Miss Ling asked her again and again, "Baby, do you love me?"

As she kept Miss Ling company, she couldn't help wondering: Could Big Sister really be this different in private?

Until the Ling family banquet, when two "Big Sisters" appeared before her at the same time.

Identical faces, one cold as ice, the other smiling brightly.

Standing between them, she looked left, then right, with just one thought in her mind.

Who had she been with for half a year?

Had she been sleeping with the wrong person?

"What did you call her?" Big Sister stared at her younger sister.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" her younger sister replied with a smile, her eyes full of menace.

Only then did the top realize.

The person she thought was her sugar mommy, the cool, chaste head of a wealthy family, dignified as an iceberg in public and who pinned her to the desk and kept her up all night in private, gripping her neck as she called her "puppy," was the eldest Miss Ling, Ling Qingshuang.

She also had a younger sister. A twin sister the top had never known about.

The younger sister, Ling Qinghuan, was a top-tier Omega and a star who had won countless fans in the entertainment industry with her "sweetheart" persona. In public, she smiled warmly at everyone.

The top had been each twin's first. Though Ling Qinghuan was inexperienced, she was full of tricks. She knew the top had mistaken her for her sister, yet pretended otherwise for over half a year,

because she wanted to claim anything her sister had.

Later, the eldest Miss learned new positions to win the top's affection and asked, "I can make you lose yourself even more, can't I?"

As the second Miss clung to her, she asked with a smile, "Baby, tell me, who's better, me or my sister?"

The top broke down. "You... you were playing with me?"

And so, the top ran away.

When the top woke up again, a silver chain was locked around her wrist, and a pink ribbon held her sister.

Her older sister sat on her left, lifting her chin with icy fingertips. "Puppy, why run?"

Her younger sister sat on her right, her warm breath brushing her ear. "Baby, you can't get away."

Two identical faces leaned toward her at once.

One called her "puppy."

The other called her "baby."

She couldn't even tell their names apart before she was locked to the same bed with them.

Both of them shared her.

By day, her older sister took her again and again. Her expression never changed; only the clinking chains and the redness at the corners of her eyes betrayed her arousal.

At night, her younger sister took her again and again. She laughed and cried at once, tears falling onto her as they clung together. "If Baby runs again, don't blame me for misbehaving."

Chained up, bound with ribbons, the top was pulled back and forth between her older sister's cold stare and her younger sister's sweet smile.

Even now, she still didn't know whether she was a "puppy" or a "baby."

It seemed she had become the twins' shared wife.

Reader's guide:

1v1, happy ending.

There may be periods of 1v1, basically with them taking turns.

Theme: Promoting love and justice.