"Mmmh, I don't mean to, but I have to call you dad," Ryan said, breaking the silence with a bright grin. "After all, you are rich and way more powerful than that uncle abroad. Plus, you can share this house with Mommy and us, so I will officially grant you the title."
'Where on earth did this stupid brother come from?' Zeke thought, his face completely expressionless. 'I honestly refuse to believe he came out of the same womb, but I suppose I have to put up with him since we share the exact same face and people insist on calling us twins.'
Ryan didn't bother waiting for a response and sauntered off toward his designated room. The second he pushed the doors open, his eyes went wide with complete fascination.
"Wow!" Ryan gasped, stepping onto the plush rug. "Is this a bedroom or some kind of high-end museum?"
