Meet My Brothers

Mia had never been treated this way before. She was furious and mortified.

Once Timothy had unceremoniously brought her into the bedroom, he tossed her roughly onto the bed. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Gritting her teeth, Mia snarled, “Timothy, you bastard! What are you trying to do?”

Timothy propped himself up on the bed and looked down at her. “What do you think? I’ll let you see whether you’d find the experience forgettable.”

Mia’s eyes flashed. “I refuse.”

“Now you refuse? You were having so much fun riling me up just now!”

Timothy threw his tie aside and untucked his shirt. His gaze darkened as he said, “Go on. Tell me what kind of position you’d like to try this time.”

Mia felt like she had been insulted!

What had gotten into Timothy?

With an icy expression, she retorted, “Why are you acting like a raging jerk just because you’re embarrassed?”

“I’m not!”

“See? You’re furious. You can’t even take a joke!”

Timothy was speechless.

He gripped Mia’s chin and said, “Mia, you seem to have changed into an entirely different person. All this while, it must’ve been so hard for you to keep up the pretense of being a gentle and well-mannered young woman, huh?”

“That’s right, but since I was getting paid to do a job, I needed to put on a good show,” Mia shot back.

Timothy felt like his heart had been pricked. Clenching his jaw, he asked, “Why aren’t you keeping the act then?

“Have you ever seen someone who bothers to entertain their ex-boss once they’ve left their job?”

“You’ve got quite the nerve, Mia.”

“Thanks for the compliment. I’m aware of that,” Mia retorted.

“When given an inch, you sure know how to take a mile. Tell me. How much money do you want to continue with the job?” Timothy sneered.

Mia felt a sting in her eyes. “What do you mean by that?”

“Well, if you can sleep with that man at the hotel, how is it any different from sleeping with me? I’ll pay you more than him. You’ll be making a killing!”

Mia scoffed to herself. Did Timothy actually think she was selling herself?

Her gaze filled with disappointment. “Timothy, even if you give me a mountain of gold, I refuse to sleep with

you.”

She wanted to shove Timothy away, but he grabbed her wrists. “It’s all just for money. How is it any different?”

“It’s because you suck at it,” Mia fired back.

Seething with rage, Timothy blurted out. “It’s normal for a guy to underperform when it’s only his first time!”

All at once, the bedroom fell silent.

Mia blinked. Did she mishear him?

His first time?

Had it been Timothy’s first time?

Did that mean he had been a virgin all along?

Mia never thought she would ever find out such a huge secret. It was something she couldn’t have come up

with, not even in her wildest imagination!

Timothy’s eyes flickered awkwardly. He quickly got off the bed and stood aside to adjust his clothes. Once his

shirt was all buttoned up again, he was back to his stern and serious self.

Mia sat up and cleared her throat stiffly. She didn’t know what to say to ease the awkwardness.

In the past three years, she came to understand Timothy’s lifestyle habits very well.

He was a clean freak with a compulsive streak.

Timothy had a routine. He woke up at the same time every morning. After going on a half-hour run, he would shower and have breakfast before heading into the office. In the evening, he would come home from work,

have dinner, and carry on working in his study before sleeping at 11:00 pm sharp.

He maintained this schedule to the letter.

All of the fixtures and decor in the rooms had to be to his strict preferences. They couldn’t be moved around at random. Everything had to be symmetrical. If not, he would feel uncomfortable.

Timothy lived like a monk-it was a rigidly organized and rather dull life.

Once upon a time, Mia was attracted by his extraordinary amount of self-control. He was a handsome man

who lived a disciplined life.

Similarly, she spent three years living like a nun.

After marrying into the Barrett family, instead of experiencing married life, she experienced a life of celibacy

instead.

Yet, there were plenty of women who threw themselves at the feet of wealthy scions. Mia never thought

Timothy kept himself away from women entirely-so much so that he had been a virgin!