Tame Me My Brother -in-Law

CELINE’s POV 25 BONUS | | had the sensation that | was balancing precariously on pins and needles while on our way to Anderson's estate, sitting inside the car with my hands held by Mrs. Anderson while chatting with me, brimming with enthusiasm. I had no choice but to reply to her with a forced smile.

Half an hour later, we finally reached Anderson's villa. An old butler opened the door for us, welcoming us with a bright smile and ushered us to the enormous living room that was opulently furnished.

Everything about the house screamed opulence, sophistication, and class. From the immaculate white tiled floor to the chandeliers that hang in every corner of the room, to the gold moldings that are on the ceiling, to the pricey ornaments that are in the room, every detail in this room is exquisite.

| found a comfortable spot in the middle of the enormous Victorian couch, and Sebastian took a seat next to me, with his arm falling naturally across my shoulder.

It tookby surprise when two housekeepers walked into the living room, one of them wheeling a cart filled with a variety of colorful desserts, and the other carrying a selection of beverages.

“What would you like to eat, Brylee?” Mrs. Anderson asked as she sat on the couch across from us, another se rvant rushed up to take her bag, and tidied up her dress.

“No thank you... I'm not hungry.” | answered politely, but’l could still see the disappointment on her face.

| once more allowed my eyes to travel around the room, this t +25 BONUS focusing on the various pieces of furniture and accessories. On the walls were a number of paintings, and the shelves contained a variety of ceramic vases and figures that appeared to be quite rare and valuable.

“At the very least, have yourself sblack tea...” Mrs. Anderson said and motioned the serv ant to pour stea into the cup, to which she obliged immediately.

“Thank you...” | took the cup of tea from the se rvant’s hand and took a sip from it. | had to find an excuse to retreat to my room as soon as possible. Otherwise... if | continued to be interviewed like this, | would. be exposed sooner or later.

“So... when are we going to have the wedding?” Sebastian's mom asked, nearly causingto spit out the tea that | was drinking. | could feel Sebastian's hand rubbing my back in a relaxing way.

“I think... we still need smore tto discuss this matter. Right, Sebastian?” | let out a breath of relief when he nodded. “Yes, mom... she’s still busy with her academic pursuits.” “Okay... But since you two are already engaged, you should only refrain from using any kind of birth control for the tbeing...” The shock of her words knocked the breath out of me, and | ended up spitting out the tea | had been drinking.

“I...I'm sorry...” | quickly grabbed a piece of tissue paper in preparation to remove the teal stain, but the maid beatto it. | did nothing but sit there and observe her cleaning the table.

“What's wrong?” The expression of concern appeared on Mrs. Anderson's face as she proceeded to sit next toand strokedsoftly on the back while simultaneously holding my other hand in a gentle squeeze. “Did you just choke?” 225] +25 BONUS My whole body tensed up.

“... I guess the tea just went down the wrong pipe in a rush...” | smiled awkwardly, my face was a little pale.

“Silly... why are you such in a hurry?” she questioned as she grinned and ran her fingers through my hair. “If you would like, you are more. than welcto take sof the tea with you when you go hto your father so that he may give it a try...” Even her voice was incredibly soft. Despite the fact that | was aware that the concern she was expressing wasn’t aimed at me, | was nevertheless filled with gratitude and joy.

“But here’s the thing... Sebastian is already 27 years old, and he isn’t going to get much younger in the foreseeable future...” The most current topic was revisited by Mrs. Anderson. “When his father was his age, his children could already boss people around...” she chuckled. “Since you're already engaged... why don’t you letsee my grandchild before the wedding, huh?” | immediately straightened up, unable to fathom the motivation behind her statement to me. When | turned to look at Sebastian, | was met with a grin on his face, indicating that he was enjoying himself listening to my conversation with his mother.

What a jerk! “Why are you smiling like a fool, son? What can you say about my suggestion?” He gave a shrug of the shoulders while looking atdirectly in the eyes. “Well... what mom said makes perfect sense...” Sebastian nodded, looking like a king making a decision, and his mother’s smile letknow that she was, in fact... extremely pleased with his answer.

“Don’t worry...” she said. “Your father and | are currently talking about +25 BONUS the wedding day, and | will let you know very soon what the outcis. So... you don’t have to worry, just pop out the baby...” | coughed as | uncomfortably tucked a few strands of my hair behind my ear and gently wriggled my hand out of Mrs. Anderson's grasp “I'm very sorry, but... | feel like | have an upset stomach. | need to get srest...” | couldn't stand the thought of going through another minute of this conversation with her, in which we discussed the possibility ofhaving a child with the man who was just sitting there looking amused as he listened and watched us.

To make matters worse, I'm not even his fiancée to have a conversation like this with his mom! “I was just thinking about talking to you when | completely forgot that you are still ill...” She leaned in and gently caressed my cheek as she smiled and planted a kiss on the top of my head. “Seb, my son... Show Brylee your room so that she can get srest now...” What did she mean his room? “I...I'm good!” | exclaimed in a startled manner.

“What?” Mrs. Anderson couldn't help but frown in bewilderment first, but then her face lit up and her eyes filled with amazement as she stared atin surprise, when she finally understood what was going on in my mind.

“Haven't you slept together yet?” | was speechless and froze in my chair, | had no idea what to say.

“Seb! What's going on?” she shrieked. “You haven't... you haven't completed the romantic phase of your relationship with Brylee yet? My G od! What kind of a man are you!” Sebastian didn’t speak. An unfathomable smile flashed across his eyes before he raised his brow and gave his mother a look.

“Don’t take this the wrong way, Brylee...” his mom said, rolling her +25 BONUS eyes towards her son, giving the impression that she was trying to persuadeand compellingto attempt to comprehend her line of thinking. “Are you thinking about keeping your chastity ty after marriage?” How am | even supposed to respond to that question when Sebastian and | are both aware that he had already had my very first experience? “Brylee, you're already engaged with my son, and there’s absolutely nothing wrong about that. Unless... this is not your first time?” She went right to the point, her brows raised, and she gave off the impression that she would be disappointed if | told her that it wasn’t my very first time.

“It was my first time, and he knows all about it!” | exclaimed, and it was at that moment that | realized that | had just let it slip that something had already happened to us.

There was complete and utter silence after that....

Oh my Go d! All I wanted right now was for the ground to open up and swallow whole when | saw the amusement in Mrs.

Anderson’s eyes while son appeared to be beaming in triumph.

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