Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

"Try this first." Colin pointed at the blue dress that drew his attention in the display window.

Blue was my favorite color. Regardless of its hue, I loved it. The salesperson guided me to the dressing room. I looked at my reflection in the waist-length mirror in the cubicle. Then, I tied my ponytail into an elegant bun. I tilted my head left and right. If I had matching earrings, it'd be even more perfect.

Many people had told me that when I sat down, I looked like a sophisticated woman in a painting. As I admired myself, my plain makeup and classy bun did make me look like a Renaissance beauty. I walked out of the dressing room and stopped before Colin.

Perhaps my dress was a bit tight, or perhaps I was feeling like royalty, my gait changed into that of a noble, dainty princess. They often said the first impression was decided by what one wore. And I couldn't agree more with that sentiment.

made for you. Miss, you're the only customer I've seen who matches this dress so

ever since I walked out of the dressing room. He was getting slightly breathy. In his eyes,

performed a curtsy like those elegant women did in period dramas. If I had a

around us, he stood up and pulled me into his embrace. Then, he whispered into my ears, "Babe, you're like a painting. Can I collect you?" My heart began beating uncontrollably.

The excitement in Colin's eyes never disappeared. Every time I tried on a new dress, he

personally. She said she had never seen anyone who could pull off those dresses perfectly and gave us a 10%

frugal woman, I counted how much money I had saved by getting that 10% discount. My gesture made

was extra touchy when we were in bed. He kept caressing me and touching me. Before we went to Jasmine's birthday party,