Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Perhaps I felt threatened by Jasmine's presence. Or perhaps I finally came to terms with my feelings. Or maybe the ambiance was just right. Giving myself to my probational boyfriend was a leap of faith, to say the least. Yet I was well aware of what I was doing. I did not resist it.

No, it had to be because I fell in love with Colin. And this love ran deep in me. It was rooted in my heart. Perhaps I took it for granted because it was Colin.

And tonight, I would give myself to him. I would become his. It felt rather romantic but nerve-racking. My heart was pounding so loudly.

Slowly, the urge to flee waned. Replacing it was the feeling of anticipation.

The main lights in the room had been switched off. Only two bed lights remained. The dim room was shrouded in mystery.

When I left the bathroom, Colin was looking at his phone, topless. His muscular body continued to entice me. Maybe he was born to seduce humans.

When he heard me, he lifted his head, and his flawless face flashed me a gentle smile. His eyes could illuminate the night sky. Within them, I saw love and passion. All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

My heart began to beat even faster. I froze as we locked eyes. Something was brewing in the dark. For a moment, I thought Colin was the Big Bad Wolf. And I was the Red Riding Hood who came knocking on his door innocently. I was walking into a trap.

He put away his phone and sat upright. Then, he patted the space next to him and beckoned, "Come, babe."

Bewitched, my legs moved on their own. I stood next to the bed. Following his instructions, I climbed onto the mattress and lay in his arms. My head rested on his shoulder. If I lifted my head, my lips would

meet his.

I made myself available.

Almost immediately, Colin's eyes turned red. His muscles bulged, and he pounced on me like a ravenous beast.

The scent of shower cream was refreshing, like the jasmine flower that bloomed at night. The atmosphere was intimate and steamy. Colin called out my name hoarsely again and again.

His hot breath tickled my cheek. His kisses traveled from my lips to my neck and shoulder blade, igniting my senses.

When his hands reached down, the phone rang. This time, it wasn't mine. It was his phone.

As patient as he was, to be interrupted twice in a day by untimely phone calls, any sane human would go crazy. He bellowed as his muscles tensed. His expression darkened as he glared at the annoying phone.

"Colin, phone." Only after I finished the sentence did I realize my voice could become so mellow and sultry.

"I don't care." Colin heaved as he buried the phone under a pillow, trying to muffle its ringtone.

Who was he trying to fool? I had to say, he looked cute when he was this desperate.

I laughed out loud despite the intimate circumstances. Colin pinched me tight until he elicited a scream from my mouth. Then, frustrated and angry, he ignored his messy hair and grabbed his phone. His expression became even more sour when he looked at the screen.

I glanced and found that it was an unfamiliar number. The caller was calling from Harveyton. When I saw the caller ID, my heart sank into an icy pond.

Jasmine.