Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

I said nothing. Instead, I raised my head and looked defiantly into his eyes, telling him that I was going in no matter what.

Colin knew there was more than met the eyes. Ignoring the refusal from the tall man, he grabbed my hand and dragged me in.

The tall man shrugged in resignation. Once we entered the room, Colin managed to locate the switch and turn on the lights. Following a crisp click, the sight of the room entered our vision.

The sight made me gasp out loud.

Jasmine was lying on the bed. Her hair was still wet, her cheeks were scarlet, and her eyes were glossy. The white bathrobe was draped lazily on her body, and the huge opening on her chest gave sneak peeks of what she packed underneath.

Her body was pointed toward the door. Her shoulders were exposed, and her long, fair legs were on full display. There was a red spot on her knee, the center of which was a minuscule cut.

No wonder the tall man said he wasn't sure if she needed to go to the hospital or not. By the looks of things, the wound was already closing up on its

own.

Jasmine was gorgeous, and she had a sexy figure too. She was striking an alluring pose on the bed. It wasn't that far from what I had expected to see, except that instead of a bathroom, it was on a bed.

I wondered, why did she set up this scene for a man who came to check on her wound? A man who never returned her feelings, in fact. Because she was injured? I highly doubted whatever she had could be called an injury.

She said that she couldn't feel her lower body anymore, yet she had it in her to strike such a seductive pose. Anyone with an ounce of intelligence could already guess what she was after. It was that obvious.

I was curious about Colin's reaction, so I turned to look at him. He looked away. His ears had turned red, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down in constraint.

Urgh, men and their lust. After a full meal, all they could think of was sex. This was a tale as old as time. Were all men like this? All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

"Look away. She's indecent," I ordered sternly.

Colin turned around obediently.

Looking at the half-naked Jasmine, I was shocked. Was this her first time? How many times did this happen when I was gone? How did Colin handle it?

A lot of questions overwhelmed my mind, and I did not have an answer. Perhaps I did. I just didn't want to know the answer.

Jasmine could never have expected that the man of her dreams would bring along a plus one when he came to check on her at night. Noticing that I was glaring at her from the door, she screamed. Her right hand grabbed her bathrobe to cover her chest and bare shoulders.

Her left hand then grabbed the duvet to hide her naked legs. I found it amusing. She knew that Colin was coming, yet she didn't mind showing him her body. But when a woman came in and saw her body, she screamed as if she had run into a pervert.

"Lulu, what are you doing here?" Jasmine asked, embarrassed. Her eyes avoided mine.

Why? Was she too ashamed because I caught her red-handed? Why could Colin be here but I couldn't?

What a joke.

And she acted as if I had seen everything. Why couldn't I come here? If I hadn't come here, I wouldn't have been able to find out that she was seducing my boyfriend so blatantly.

"It's so late. I came with Colin because I was worried about him. Did I frighten you, Jasmine? We're both women. There's no need to be scared. If Colin had come here alone, would you have screamed too? Or were you waiting here half-naked for Colin? Did I ruin your plan, then?"