Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

There were several times when I wanted to ask Winston if there was something he wanted from me. But somehow, I couldn't bring myself to ask since I didn't have any proof of his intention.

The word "flattery" did flash through my mind initially, but I automatically ignored it because I didn't think I was a person worth flattering.

Even if I was a tutor and was chosen by the professor to help Winston with his work, I wasn't someone special.

Especially now when he was sitting next to me with his head tilted and staring questioningly at the screen of my phone. His cold smile and the faint sarcasm in his eyes made it impossible to associate him with the word "affection" in any way.

He didn't like me, yet he was constantly paying attention to me. Was he sick in the head? Or did he want to get something from me that I was not aware of?

I had nothing to offer him except for my bank card. What did he want? I had some money in the bank, but there was no way Winston would be interested in that.

"Stop being weird or I'll beat you up," I said, pretending to be fierce as I locked my phone. As I did so, I was thinking about getting a privacy screen protector for my phone.

There weren't many people who would snoop around like that, but encountering one was enough.

to his face, but with his personality, he

whenever I was around him. I didn't know when it started, but it was like he had grown thorns all over. Whoever touched him would get hurt. Strangely,

one to disturb me, I started replying to

of me and to reassure him of my loyalty. In my opinion, this would allow

about my

were sore. At least,

suddenly

that time, I was

Zara about it,

as she liked Chris so much. If she found out that he had someone else in his heart, it would make her very sad.

tired sooner or later

her lover turned out to

scumbag behind

better to break