Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

"Why? You feel bad for her? She tried to take what was mine, so she deserved it. If she does it again, I won't just talk back anymore." "What will you do?"

I rolled up my imaginary sleeves angrily and said, "I'll slap her right away."

"Ooh, fierce, aren't you? So, you care a lot about me. While your method is too violent for my liking, I like the thought behind it. Don't worry. Its first time will be yours." He put my hand back on his sweet spot and rubbed it until it stood proudly.

He was so cheeky! I punched his chest out of embarrassment, but that only made him grin even more devilishly. Urgh. He was such a flirt.

make up to me. Just a few words and I forgot about everything that happened last night. However,

with the intention of going to the kitchen that he realized that we were in a hotel. There was no pantry for him to cook. Fortunately,

eggs, pancakes, orange juice, and fruit. Queenie wanted to get up to

a miscarriage, a woman had to get sufficient rest in bed. She

I asked Andrew to bring the food to Queenie while I took over his current task-setting up the breakfast table. He was already getting impatient, so

sat on the couch and scrolled on my phone. No, he wasn't checking if I had done anything wrong. I had the habit of saving my designs in

he had some free time, he was evaluating the art pieces

came to watercolor. One could say that he was a mentor and a friend. I could

about the details. I had school to attend and wasn't a full-time artist. Since I held myself to a high standard, I refused to compromise quality for quantity. As a result, I didn't produce a lot of work

dragged him to his chair. We would wait until Andrew finished feeding Queenie before having