Chapter 24
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.
Gritting her teeth, Mia snarled, âTimothy, you bastard! What are you trying to do?â
Timothy propped himself up on the bed and looked down at her. âWhat do you think? Iâll let you see
whether youâd find the experience forgettable.â
Miaâs eyes flashed. âI refuse.â
âNow you refuse? You were having so much fun riling me up just now!â
Timothy threw his tie aside and untucked his shirt. His gaze darkened as he said, âGo on. Tell me what
kind of position youâd like to try this time.â
Mia felt like she had been insulted!
What had gotten into Timothy?
With an icy expression, she retorted, âWhy are you acting like a raging jerk just because youâre
embarrassed?â
âIâm not!â
âSee? Youâre furious. You canât even take a joke!â
Timothy was speechless.
He gripped Miaâs chin and said, âMia, you seem to have changed into an entirely different person. All
this while, it mustâve been so hard for you to keep up the pretense of being a gentle and well-mannered
young woman, huh?â
âThatâs right, but since I was getting paid to do a job, I needed to put on a good show,â Mia shot back.
Timothy felt like his heart had been pricked. Clenching his jaw, he asked, âWhy arenât you keeping the
act then?
âHave you ever seen someone who bothers to entertain their ex-boss once theyâve left their job?â
âYouâve got quite the nerve, Mia.â
âThanks for the compliment. Iâm aware of that,â Mia retorted.
âWhen given an inch, you sure know how to take a mile. Tell me. How much money do you want to
continue with the job?â Timothy sneered.
Mia felt a sting in her eyes. âWhat do you mean by that?â
âWell, if you can sleep with that man at the hotel, how is it any different from sleeping with me? Iâll pay
you more than him. Youâll be making a killing!â
Mia scoffed to herself. Did Timothy actually think she was selling herself?
Her gaze filled with disappointment. âTimothy, even if you give me a mountain of gold, I refuse to sleep
with
you.â
She wanted to shove Timothy away, but he grabbed her wrists. âItâs all just for money. How is it any
different?â
âItâs because you suck at it,â Mia fired back.
Seething with rage, Timothy blurted out. âItâs normal for a guy to underperform when itâs only his first
time!â
All at once, the bedroom fell silent.
Mia blinked. Did she mishear him?
His first time?
Had it been Timothyâs 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 couldnât have
come up
with, not even in her wildest imagination!
Timothyâs 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 didnât know what to say to ease the awkwardness.
In the past three years, she came to understand Timothyâs 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 couldnât 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!