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Chapter 1 Noises in the Master Bedroom

I was sleeping in my bed when there were noises in the master bedroom next door all of a sudden.

I immediately rose to my feet and quietly walked toward the door to open it. Then, I poked my head out and listened with sharp ears.

Indeed, the noises did come from the master bedroom. It started with the creaking sound of the headboard followed by the sound of it slamming into the wall.

I walked over on tiptoe, put my ear against the crack of the door, and listened.

I was completely stunned! My head buzzed while a burst of energy surged up from my lower belly to form goosebumps all over my body. I instantly stiffened.

After a while, a few violent bangs sounded before the room suddenly became as silent as a church mouse. Even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard.

Outside the door, I could already hear my heart pounding.

"Is it over?" Rhea's voice suddenly asked.

"Yeah."

"Come on, Hubert. What's wrong with you? I doubt we can have any children if you get it done in a jiffy!"

"Rhea, can you stop pressuring me about having children? It's going to increase my psychological burden!"

"You're actually accusing me when you're the useless one, huh? Don't blame me for not warning you. Don't try to stop me from being a mother when you can't be a father. If you don't take good care of your body, I might even look for someone else!"

After speaking, Rhea seemed to be walking toward the bathroom inside, and soon, the sound of the splashing water could be heard.

I hurried back to my room and lay on the bed, feeling my heart racing uncontrollably.

My sister-in-law, Rhea Whittaker, had a voluptuous figure, whereas my elder brother, Hubert Johnson, was a gentleman. How could he win her? If it were me…

Thinking of that, I slapped myself hard in the face, finding myself shameless for even imagining things like that.

Although Hubert and I were not blood-related since we merely had the same last name in our hometown with a common ancestor at least eighteen generations above us, he had treated me with kindness for years. Without his help, I wouldn't have been able to enroll into university and he also invited me to stay at his house.

It was his business that he couldn't have children, but no matter what, I shouldn't have had that kind of thought about his wife, Rhea!

However, the noises continued echoing in my ears as my mind filled with her voluptuous figure.

Though I knew it was wrong, I couldn't help moving while having her image in my mind.

Without taking too long, I shuddered with pleasure. My body instantly relaxed, following the explosion within me.

Since it happened too fast, I didn't even have toilet paper with me, so I splattered it all over my shorts.

I quickly got up and changed into a new pair while placing the filthy shorts on the bedside before plunging onto the bed and falling sound asleep.

My military training hadn't started yet, so I slept until 8.00 AM before Rhea woke me up for breakfast.

When I got up and looked down, I realized that the pair of shorts on the bedside was no longer there, so I walked over to the window and found that it had been washed and was currently being dried on a hanger on the balcony.

Oh no! It couldn’t be!

I was completely doomed this time. How was I going to face Rhea later?

Hubert left early in the morning, but Rhea was waiting for me to have breakfast together. Lowering my head, I focused on munching the bread and drinking my milk, not daring to look up at her even for a second.

"Homer, don't leave the clothes you changed in the room next time. Just put them in the bucket in the bathroom downstairs."

My face was flushed as I let out a quick hum. Seeing my reaction, Rhea burst out laughing!

"Homer, didn't you have classes on physical hygiene back in high school?"

I didn't know what she meant, so I looked up at her with a stunned expression, and quickly lowered my head again.

"Looks like you didn't. Then, do you know that women have periods every month?"

Hearing that, my face quickly turned scarlet, but I said nothing.

"Homer, you're an adult now. You should at least have some knowledge about the physiology of men and women. You can't act like a child and blush when you hear something like that anymore."

Well, didn't that depend on who was talking to me about it? It didn't matter if my friends were talking about it, but it was Rhea! Wouldn't it make sense that I would get shy?

Although she had already mentioned that it was a normal topic to engage in, I still felt a little embarrassed to the point that I was desperate to hide in a hole I dug.

"Homer, although that's a normal thing…"

"Pfft—" I almost choked on the milk and eventually spat over the whole table.

"Sorry! I'm sorry!" I rose to my height awkwardly and tried to look for a napkin, but Rhea casually picked up the one on the table.

"Look, Homer. Just like this milk, no matter how much you drink, it wouldn't be a waste, but if you spat it over the table, it would go to waste!"

I blinked at her but didn't respond.

Then, a woman who sounded like a nightingale came from the door, "Are you home, Rhea?"

Her voice was beautiful. Even if I didn't see her face, I was certain that she must be a gorgeous celebrity-looking woman.

After hearing the woman's call, I quickly got up and ran over to open the door.

Oh my! This woman was indeed beautiful!

She had silky, shoulder-length hair that framed her heart-shaped face complimented by a sharp nose. Coupled with her fiery-red lips, she could easily beat any celebrity I had seen even if I hadn't observed her figure yet. She was definitely a woman who could motivate men to commit sin.

When she saw me, she was also taken aback for a moment before winking at me and teased, "Hey, handsome. Did I come to the wrong place?"

Chapter 2 Rhea's Gift

This time, Rhea had already made her way behind me. Seeing me standing at the door, she quickly reached out and patted me.

"Hey, stop making fun of him, Laura. He is Hubert's younger brother. He just came from the ghetto. Don't scare him."

Later, I came to know that she was the wife of the vice-chancellor, and her name was Laura. She was in her thirties, but she looked like she was only in her twenties. She used to be a solo performer at the Public Art Center and was now working as a music producer for a TV station. Not only was she beautiful, but she also exuded elegance.

She was their neighbor. Her house was direct to the right of Hubert's house. Furthermore, our balconies were only separated by a brick wall.

"Oh! So this is Hubert's brother. Are they blood-related?"

"What are you talking about? Of course, they are. He just enrolled in our school this year."

After scanning me from top to toe, she spoke to Rhea, but her gaze never looked away from me. "Why does it feel like you're in the movie, The Golden Lotus?"

"What does that mean?"

"Well, even though Hubert isn't as short as the male lead in the film, he's as skinny as a beanstalk. If we compare Hubert's brother to the younger brother of the male protagonist in the film, wouldn't that make you the female antagonist?"

Rhea rolled her eyes at her. "Excuse me, Laura. That doesn't sound like what a chancellor's wife would say. Don't treat him as a child when he's already a freshman. Do you think he's still innocent?"

Laura chuckled. "Okay, okay. Let's quit the nonsense. Are you ready? Let's go if you are. The others are waiting!"

"Let's go, then!" Rhea turned to me and said, "Do whatever you need to do after breakfast. You can leave the plates on the table. I'll come home and clear them later."

"Sure." I nodded respectfully at her.

When Laura turned to leave, she glanced at me and whispered to Rhea, "This child looks quite shy. Don't even get me started on children from the slums. Sometimes, they're also incredible…"

"Okay, okay. You are the wife of the vice-chancellor. Can you behave yourself? If people didn't know you worked as an actor before, the family of the other directors in school might think all of us are indecent!"

"Don't you swear with curse words?"

The two bantered and bickered while leaving the house as I watched them getting into a car.

While opening the car door, Laura suddenly turned around and glanced at me again. I was so scared that I quickly closed the door, feeling butterflies in my stomach.

When she looked at me, I could sense that behind those big, bright eyes, a hidden meaning was present.

In fact, I had not fully understood the relationship between men and women, let alone how to get along with women. For a woman like Laura who was obviously married, I wouldn't have any thoughts about her in the past.

My soul had long been taken away by Rhea, but just because I was someone with a bottom line, I had to switch my target and transfer my obsession with her to Laura.

Comparing the two, I honestly preferred someone like Rhea because she was taller. However, between me and Rhea stood Hubert, a hurdle I couldn't overcome. Laura, on the other hand, was different. Her presence made me feel like everything was possible. Especially when she kept staring at me earlier, and the last time she looked at me before getting into the car, I felt a wave of electric shock.

For the whole morning, I stayed at home alone in a hot mess. My mind was first filled with Rhea, then Laura. Even when I sat on the couch watching TV, my excitement never calmed down.

When it was almost noon, there was a burst of laughter outside the door. I could clearly hear Rhea and Laura speaking, so I was expecting Laura to come in together with Rhea.

After the door opened, Rhea said goodbye to Laura at the door, which made me feel a little disappointed.

"Homer, come and see what I bought for you!"

Rhea walked to the edge of the couch and placed a large plastic bag on it.

I was surprised to find that she bought me several sets of T-shirts and trousers, all of which were clearly priced. The cheapest one cost 200 to 300 dollars per piece, while the most expensive one cost 600 dollars.

I was dumbfounded then!

Everything I wore from top to toe came from markets. None of them cost more than 50 dollars! Staring at the pile of exorbitantly priced clothes, I couldn't help but wonder: are these clothes for me to wear or to keep as a collection?

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and try them on. See if they fit."

"Y-Yes, they fit, but… they're too expensive."

"How do you know if you haven't tried them? Come on, put them on and show me."

She washed all my clothes, so of course, she knew my size. If she bought it according to my size, it wouldn't go wrong. However, some of the cutting might not fit, so she insisted on making me change into them.

After saying that, she ripped the plastic off the priciest T-shirt and trousers, waiting for me to put them on.

After all, I was nineteen years old now and was about four inches taller than her, so I was a little embarrassed to change my clothes in front of her.

Rhea didn't react at first, but after she pondered for a while, she grabbed the hem of my T-shirt and uttered, "What's so awkward about changing in front of me? Hurry up and put it on!"

There was something different about me from everyone else. Back in middle school, I already had chest hair. Everyone knew it because I would play basketball and football shirtless. My male classmates often ridiculed me for it, and none of my female classmates were willing to sit at the same table as me. Due to my chest hair, I always had low self-esteem.

Now that Rhea had seen it, I really wished I could just bang the wall with my head.

To my surprise, after she was startled for a moment, a strange look flashed in her eyes. It did not mean disgust or disdain, but more like feeling secretly surprised.

In a swift movement, I took the T-shirt from her and wore it. It fitted me well, so I stammered, "Thanks… Rhea."

She then stared into my eyes calmly and suddenly asked, "Homer, are you interested in that lady earlier?"

I blushed with fright. "N-No way…"

"Don't lie to me. Don't you know that I have experience in these things? Aren't you thinking about her now?"

Chapter 3 Nearly Crashed

Ugh! I really wanted to dig a hole and hide in it!

After glancing at Rhea quietly, I discovered that her fiery eyes were staring straight at me.

"Erm, Rhea, I… I…"

"You what? I'm right, aren't I? Come here. Let me check if the waistline fits you."

Hearing that, I took a step forward stiffly. Rhea glanced at me, pretended to turn me around, looked at my waist, and rubbed me with her hand. Intentionally or not, I wasn't sure.

Although my pants separated our skin, being rubbed back and forth like this made me feel a burst of joy that I had never felt in my life.

Rhea then added, "Aren't you a smart little kid? You must have been in a lot of relationships with girls in school, haven't you?"

"N-No… I… had never been in a relationship with a girl."

"How can you be interested in a married woman when you haven't been in a relationship before?"

I quickly explained, "Rhea, I'm not interested in her. It's just…"

"It's just that she's seducing you, isn't she?" Rhea finished the sentence for me. "She's the wife of the vice-chancellor. Though she might have a flamboyant personality, she's not a woman with easy virtue. But then again, her gaze seems to be different when she looks at you."

Wait. If she also realized that, then my judgment was right. Was Laura interested in me?

An unprecedented excitement hit the roof of my head right away. I started imagining the scene last night between Hubert and Rhea and replacing them with me and Laura.

Subconsciously, I started sweating profusely!

Just when I was briefly in a daze, Rhea crossed her index and middle finger together, and then flicked me lightly.

Wasn't this… too much?

I jolted instantly.

At this moment, the entrance door opened with the click of a key, and Hubert suddenly appeared at the door.

I was so frightened that I shuddered violently, looked at Hubert with a blushing face, and called out to him with a guilty conscience, "Hubert—"

On the contrary, Rhea acted as if nothing happened. She moved her hand away very naturally, scanned me with a pretentious look, and even called out to him, "Hubert, come and see how Homer looks in these clothes!"

Hubert didn't seem to notice any difference and probably thought that I was just feeling bad that Rhea bought me a lot of clothes.

Placing his briefcase on the table, he walked up to me and scanned me from top to bottom, nodded, and said, "Yeah. You look handsome in these clothes! Your sister-in-law has never bought me so many clothes, so you better listen to her at home."

My uneasy heart finally calmed down a little as I nodded and turned to Rhea, saying, "Thank you, Rhea."

She smiled at me in response before carrying her own clothes upstairs.

This time, Hubert leaned into my ear and reassured me, "It's fine. I earn up to 200 thousand annually and all of it goes to her eventually. She used to only send money to her family, so it's rare that she is willing to buy clothes for you. Remember, no matter what she gives you in the future, accept them confidently. It's all my money anyway!"

I nodded embarrassedly but couldn't help wondering, He's an associate professor at the university, so why doesn't he understand the reason Rhea is so generous to me?

After looking at me again, he reached out to pat my shoulders, uttering, "Homer, you finally look like a college student now!"

"Hubert," I whispered with furrowed brows. "This is... too expensive. Back at home, the price of this whole outfit can cover our meals for several months."

"Hey, what are you two whispering about? Are you talking bad about me?" Rhea came downstairs and teased us with a smile.

Hubert quickly explained, "Who dares to speak ill of you? Homer said he has never seen such good quality clothes before, so he feels a little uneasy wearing them now."

"That's because you didn't do a good job as his brother. You live in the city and spend mindlessly but never cared for him. How dare you say something like that?"

"Hehe. You're right. I wasn't considerate." Hubert then turned to me and said, "Homer, from now on, Rhea is like a mother to you. If you make money in the future, don't forget to be filial to her!"

With an awkward smile, I replied, "Of course, I will!"

Hearing that, Rhea smirked and went to the kitchen.

Hubert then told me to bring my clothes to the room. After storing them in the closet, I leaned against the wall in a daze.

Hubert treated me like a brother, but Rhea discovered the weakness of my human nature. Like a collector, she was toying with her collection and constantly playing with them.

What should I do?

Perhaps it was destined that Hubert would be cuckolded in his life, but that person shouldn't be me anyhow! Although I had endless fantasies about Rhea, and I even fantasized about her last night, the bottom line of a person should still be adhered to, right?

With that, I decided to suggest that I would be moving back to the student apartment during lunch today.

Rhea quickly made lunch and called me down for dinner.

The three of us sat in the shape of a triangle. Hubert sat in the middle, while Rhea and I sat across from each other.

After taking two mouthfuls of food, I was about to inform them of my decision to move out.

"By the way," Rhea suddenly said to Hubert, "I mentioned your evaluation to Laura today. She said that the regulations are getting stricter, so you can only be evaluated if you become a volunteer lecturer in the slums."

At the same time, I found that something was climbing up on my leg. When I quickly looked down, it turned out that Rhea's foot was sticking out from the opposite side.

My small heart almost leaped out of my chest. In a hurry, I leaned forward for fear of being discovered by Hubert.

I guess no one would be as bold as her. She didn't behave so exaggeratedly this morning when we were having breakfast, but now that Hubert was sitting right beside her, she acted brazenly! Did she enjoy the thrill of hanging by a thread?

"The problem is, even if I went to volunteer now, I might not get it," Hubert replied with a gloomy look.

"Then are you going to give up?"

"Among the associate professors, I'm still considered young. Without a strong connection, being promoted to a professor next year is impossible. If the Chancellor tells me that I have to fulfill the one-year volunteer service criteria, only then I'll go."

"Let's give them gifts, then!"

"Are you serious? With all the anti-corruption campaigns across the country, do you think anyone would dare to accept your gift?"

"That depends on what gift it is."

With a puzzled look, he questioned, "What are you giving?"

This time, Rhea stepped on me again with her foot, and I suddenly understood that she wanted to give me to Laura as a gift.

Not only did I not feel betrayed by being used, but I was secretly excited.

Rhea glanced at me at this moment, and said to Hubert, "You don't need to worry about that. I'll talk to Laura again."

After lunch, we went back to our respective rooms to take a lunch break. After getting aroused by Rhea, I tossed and turned on the bed for the whole afternoon but couldn't fall asleep.

At this time, I wasn't thinking about Laura, but Rhea.

I even imagined that once Hubert fell asleep, would Rhea enter my room! With what she did under the table at noon, I couldn't imagine what else she wouldn't do.

It turned out that I was thinking too much. She didn't come to my room all afternoon. On the contrary, the couple even left together for work.

When I went out, Rhea was linking her arms to Hubert's. The feeling of intimacy made me feel jealous, so I went downstairs in despair and was about to go to the playground to see if anyone was around to join me for basketball.

The moment I stepped out of the house, something fell onto my head. I took it down but was met with something weird. The front was a triangular piece of red cloth, with three red straps extending from the three corners. At first, I thought it was a mask, but I realized later that these might be thongs!

As soon as I looked up, I noticed that on the balcony next door, Laura was sticking her head out and smiling at me with blushed cheeks. "Oh, it's you, Homer. Sorry, my pants fell."