Chapter 1The Villainess Reform Plan: Seducing the Male Lead’s Brother

I am Blair Sterling, the beautiful, wealthy, and fierce daughter of a billionaire tycoon. I am also the villainess in a trashy romance novel.

That day, I was enthusiastically bullying the innocent "white lotus" heroine, ready to slap her face, when I suddenly saw her brother running towards us.

The slap I had aimed at her face morphed mid-air into a gentle caress.

"My dear little sister, I'm your future sister-in-law!"

"As long as you help me catch your brother, my black card is yours to swipe~"

If I had known her brother was such a breathtaking beauty, who would care about some childhood sweetheart fiancé!

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I am the rich, gorgeous, and slightly terrifying Blair Sterling.

My childhood fiancé fell for a poor, innocent scholarship student named Summer.

Consumed by jealousy, I tricked Summer into a deserted corner of the campus to teach her a lesson.

Just as I raised my hand to strike, I glimpsed a figure sprinting towards us from the distance.

The boy's face crashed into my vision.

Simultaneously, a sharp pain pierced my brain.

A flood of memories drowned my mind.

Dimly lit rooms, tangled sheets. The air thick and humid with heat.

Entwined shadows on the wall under the warm glow of a lamp.

In countless R-rated scenes, the protagonist's face overlapped perfectly with the boy running towards me. It was terrifyingly clear.

My raised hand froze in mid-air for a few seconds.

Then, it landed gently on Summer's cheek.

Summer, who had squeezed her eyes shut and braced for impact, slowly opened them.

After a moment of confusion, she looked at me with stubborn hatred.

"Blair Sterling, if you dare to hit me, I'll call the police! Others might be afraid of your family's power, but I'm not!"

My vicious expression instantly melted into one of tender affection.

I stroked Summer's smooth cheek.

Smiling, I said, "Misunderstanding, total misunderstanding."

"Sister, I'm your future sister-in-law~"

"I was just about to kiss you, why would I hit you?"

"I would never do something so barbaric."

I quickly signaled the two lackeys holding Summer to let her go and get lost.

Summer looked at me, completely flabbergasted.

She couldn't believe her ears. "What are you talking about?"

I looked at her with sincere eyes. "I like your brother. I only blocked you here to see him."

"Let go of my sister!"

Caleb rushed up, shoving me away forcefully.

I took the opportunity to stumble, falling straight into his arms.

My hands wrapped around the boy's lean, muscular waist.

Caleb was caught off guard by my sudden embrace.

He scolded coldly, "Let go!"

I held on for dear life, pressing my whole body against him.

I looked up with a sweet smile. "If I let her go, I can't let you go."

Under my burning gaze, Caleb's ears turned red.

He looked away uncomfortably and pushed me away with force.

He pushed too hard, and I landed on my butt on the concrete.

He checked on his sister, asking with concern, "Are you okay?"

Summer was still dazed. Clearly, she hadn't processed my sudden confession.

"No, I'm fine."

"She... this must be a misunderstanding."

I pretended to be injured, clutching my leg and wailing.

I squeezed out two crocodile tears and looked at Caleb pitifully.

"It hurts."

I tried to stand up, then fell back down.

Caleb's face was cold. He hesitated for a moment, then crouched in front of me, offering his back.

"Get on. I'll carry you to the nurse's office."

I climbed onto his back, wrapping my arms around his neck.

I buried my face in the crook of his neck, secretly inhaling his scent.

A smile of pure satisfaction spread across my face.

Summer, watching my little act with her jaw on the floor, looked like her brain was short-circuiting.

I grinned and put a finger to my lips, signaling her to keep quiet.

Nineteen-year-old Caleb was cold and reserved.

Top student, good temper, a perfect gentleman.

But I knew that beneath that calm exterior lay a hidden madness and obsession.

Caleb silently carried me towards the nurse's office. Summer watched us, wanting to say something but stopping herself. He frowned, clearly conflicted.

I stared at Caleb's profile, recalling the memories flooding my brain.

My heart felt sour yet nostalgic.

I couldn't help but press my lips behind his ear, gently kissing his skin.

The person carrying me went rigid.

He abruptly let go, dropping me.

Flustered and angry, he shouted, "What are you doing?!"

I instinctively stood up, forgetting my lie about the leg pain.

Caleb stared at my perfectly functional legs, his face darkening.

His voice was icy. "Is lying fun for you?"

"Or is playing people just a game?"

Crap.

He's genuinely angry.

I walked up to Caleb, trying to appease him.

"I was wrong, don't be mad."

Then, under Caleb's shocked gaze, I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him on the lips.

He pushed me away violently.

His handsome face was flushed red.

His voice trembled with anger. "Are you crazy?!"

I sat on the ground, looking wronged. "I was apologizing to you."

"Who taught you to apologize like that?!"

My future Caleb, of course!