Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Colin's expression turned dark in an instant. He glared fiercely at the still-ringing phone, his expression resembling that of a stone statue. He was clenching his teeth so tightly that the muscles of his cheeks were visible.

His right hand clenched into a tight fist, veins bulging.

He felt angry, put off, and helpless!

The passion and desire in his eyes gradually diminished, making the rage even stronger. It was so strong that it made his body tremble.

It was not good for the body to get so angry. So, I patted his shoulder to soothe him despite my dizziness. But he shrugged me off and said, "Don't touch me for now. Let me calm down."

I could only stop my actions.

"Why aren't you answering the call? Who is it?" I asked him after regaining my senses.

As my skin was exposed to the slightly cold air, I felt goosebumps all over my body. Shivering, I pulled a piece of cloth over myself. My breathing was slightly heavy.

I was still a little dizzy and was sweating all over. My rapid heartbeat started to calm down slowly.

I felt foolish for letting lust cloud my judgment. It seemed that even women couldn't escape from that.

Colin lay down on the bed with a thud, pounding his right hand on the bed as he slumped beside me. However, his fiery eyes and tightly clenched fists showed the rage and fury in his heart. It was really a buzzkill to be stopped just as we were about to do it.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Who was it that made the phone call at such a critical moment?

I patted Colin's chest sympathetically.

As he gradually calmed down, my mood became quite complicated. I didn't know if it was the joy of saving myself or the melancholy of almost losing myself, but no matter what, it was a mess. Moreover, it was not the first time he was interrupted in the midst of his excitement. Looking at his uncomfortable expression, I hoped it wouldn't turn into a phobia.

Things couldn't always happen like this. I didn't want to spend the rest of my life as a virgin.

I got up to look at Colin's phone and saw that it was Professor King.

Oh, the professor must be calling for something urgent.

"The professor is calling you at such a late hour. It must be urgent. Answer it quickly. He's called twice already."

As his understanding girlfriend, I had to first comfort his emotions.

Career should always come first for men.

Although, the professor was calling so late at night, which seemed a little suspicious.

"I'll get my parents to talk to yours

about our marriage when we go back for Christmas." He hugged me tightly with one hand and leaned down to my neck before taking a deep breath. Then, he bit me leaving another hickey.

His other hand then took the phone resignedly before he pressed the call back button.

"Something urgent came up. Come to my office for a meeting right away." The professor's voice was serious yet amused.

This old man had to be doing this on purpose.

Why didn't an old man like him rest earlier after just returning from out of town and having sat on a bus.for several hours? Why was he rushing to hold a meeting so late at night? What was so urgent?

Colin suppressed his anger and hugged me for a while before finally getting up stiffly. Then, he slowly put on the clothes that he hadn't really taken off properly.

"I don't know when the meeting will end. If you're not comfortable staying here, I'll take you back."

Half an hour later, I walked into the house with my small luggage, much to Andrew's surprise. I kicked the door shut behind me.

"You came back by yourself?"

Queenie looked over my shoulders

at the closed door behind me. Then, she took my luggage and asked me in confusion, "Didn't you say you arrived a long time ago? Why are you coming back alone now? Didn't MD. White pick you up? Why do you

look so sad?"

Would anyone feel happy after being interrupted like that?