Surprise Marriage to a Billionaire
Chapter 238: A Replica

Chapter 238: A Replica

Dina gritted her teeth as she studied her reflection in the mirror. She’d dyed her hair auburn, just as Michael liked it. He treated her well as long as she played the role of Rain whenever they were together.

Her wardrobe had even changed to business attire, reflecting Rain’s polished style. "The man’s insane," she muttered, though she couldn’t deny that Michael treated her far better in bed than Paul ever had. Unlike Paul, who focused solely on his own satisfaction, Michael made her feel like she mattered... even if he was only pretending she was someone else.

"What does that woman have that makes every man obsessed with her?" she hissed, grabbing her purse. Tonight, she’d be staying at Michael’s apartment; he’d promised to do anything she wanted if she made him happy tonight. The thought had her rolling her eyes as she stared at the temporary dye on her hair.

Leaving her room, she walked down the hall to her mother’s bedroom, ready to let Sylvia know about her overnight plans. She paused when she saw the door slightly open, catching the sound of her mother’s quiet sobs.

"Can’t you just stop this already? It’s been years! We’re in this mess because you insisted on keeping that damn woman in this family. You should’ve listened to me and sent her to an orphanage!" Sylvia hissed through her tears.

Dina’s eyes widened as her father, Tim, responded by tightening his hand around Sylvia’s neck. "You should know your place, Sylvia. You knew exactly what you got yourself into. You watched me switch those babies and used it to blackmail me into marrying you. Don’t act innocent now," he growled, finally letting her go.

He continued, voice low and harsh. "Rain is essential. She’s my leverage, and you’ll treat her as I command, even if it means kneeling before her. I warned you to take things easy with her, but you didn’t listen."

A chill ran down Dina’s spine as she processed the shocking revelation. ’Switched babies? Rain... as leverage?’ She slipped away, her mind reeling.

She thought she understood the family’s twisted secrets, but this was beyond anything she had imagined. But Dina didn’t care what twisted secrets or schemes lay beneath it all. Her only focus was eliminating Rain, wiping her out of this world for good. She would do whatever it took to erase Rain from her life completely, leaving nothing and no one in her way.

Dina arrived at Michael’s apartment, her heart pounding with excitement and apprehension. She felt a twisted satisfaction at the thought of Michael’s obsession, even if it meant pretending to be Rain for him. Today, she would take things a step further.

The door opened, and Michael’s gaze flicked over her approvingly. "Rain," he murmured, pulling her inside with that familiar, possessive touch. Dina smirked, leaning into his embrace as he traced his fingers through her auburn hair, seemingly lost in his fantasy.

They didn’t waste any time. Michael pressed her against the wall, his lips tracing down her neck as she gasped, slipping fully into her role. She whispered his name, her voice soft and warm, imagining herself as Rain as she knew he wanted. His breathing grew heavier, hands exploring her as if she were something precious.

"I really love that scent on you," Michael murmured in her ear, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "You’re such a convincing replica. Maybe you should take it further and get some plastic surgery... copy Rain’s face exactly."

Dina froze, revulsion tightening her gut. There was no way she’d ever transform herself into the face she loathed most. But before she could respond, Michael tore her clothes off and thrust into her without warning. She gasped, a mix of shock and discomfort escaping her as he bit down on her earlobe.

"What, you don’t want to look like her?" he taunted in a low whisper, each thrust harsh and relentless. "Rain’s face is... captivating, don’t you think? Wouldn’t it be better if I had her to look at?"

Dina swallowed her distaste, gritting her teeth as she played along, burying her hatred to maintain her hold on him. "If that’s what you want," Dina murmured, trailing kisses along his neck, "but does that mean you’ll finally let go of Rain and just be satisfied with me, her perfect replica?"

Her words seemed to strike a chord in Michael. His movements slowed, suddenly becoming gentler, which coaxed a moan of satisfaction from Dina.

"I want the original, of course," he replied, his voice low and twisted with desire. "But a replica will do for now. Who knows? Maybe we can switch you two someday. How does Mrs. Lancaster sound to you?"

Dina bit down on his shoulder as she felt herself reaching her climax. "Are you close now, my dear Rain?" Michael whispered darkly, his hand possessively kneading her breast.

"Oh, yes! Faster!" she cried out, giving in the pleasure. True to his usual pattern, Michael let her reach her release first, her body jolting with satisfaction. But he didn’t stop. He withdrew only briefly before turning her around, positioning her to take her from behind, the rhythm between them intensifying as he took complete control.

Her body was still trembling from the waves of her release, but Michael wasn’t done. Taking her from behind, he pushed deeper, his grip firm around her waist. Despite the raw intensity, she felt another rush building, her senses overwhelmed.

She couldn’t hold back a moan, feeling herself drawn toward yet another climax. The way he handled her made her feel powerful, even in the midst of it all. It wasn’t love, she knew, but the satisfaction of having control, even as Rain’s shadow, was enough for now.

Her breathing grew ragged as the sensations intensified, her body arching as Michael’s pace quickened. She could feel him nearing his own release, and with a final thrust, they both reached their climax together.

Dina’s head fell back, her heart racing, and for a brief moment, she allowed herself to savor the satisfaction. In Michael’s arms, she had control, even if it was fleeting. He hugged her from behind, catching his breath, a satisfied grin on his face as he murmured, "You’re almost too good at being Rain."

He pulled her close, turning her face gently from side to side as he examined her with a disturbing intensity. Holding her chin firmly, he hummed darkly, "You’re perfect, Dina. Imagine how much better you’d be with Rain’s exact face. Let’s get you that surgery."

Dina’s stomach twisted, but she forced a smile, hiding her revulsion. She had come this far, and if Michael’s obsession with Rain could be twisted to her advantage, then so be it. For now, she’d play along, even if the thought of becoming Rain’s mirror image made her blood boil.

"Whatever you say, Michael," she purred, reaching up to trace his jaw. "Anything to make you happy."

Michael wrapped his arms around Dina, a wide smile spreading across his face. He could sense the subtle game she was playing, but he felt secure in his control. She might pretend to go along with his twisted plans, but deep down, he knew she had no choice.

"Soon, you won’t just be a replica, you’ll be the perfect version of her," he murmured, a gleam of excitement in his eyes.