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.

and I forgot about everything that happened last night. However, I still needed to have a proper talk with

that he realized that we were in a hotel. There was no pantry for him to cook. Fortunately, Andrew called at the right time and invited us

juice, and fruit. Queenie wanted to get up to eat, but I vetoed her

rest in bed. She sat with us

the food to Queenie while I took over his current task-setting up the breakfast table. He was already getting impatient, so he was more than happy to accept

I had done anything wrong. I had the habit of saving my designs in the cloud. A lot of things

evaluating the art pieces I drew during the past

more knowledgeable than me when it came to watercolor. One could say that he was a mentor and a friend. I could always rely on him to get the most honest

was all 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

I dragged him to his chair. We would wait until Andrew