"No." I rejected the scumbag's offer to be in an affair with me flatly. "The young master is not my type. My type is your brother." "What? My brother is your type?" Yes. Not you, but your brother. * * * The 'brother' came to me, a beast of decadence. "I have never forgotten you for a single moment, I want you to marry me, sister." Holding up the engagement papers I had signed as a joke in my childhood. No, weren't those for a child's play? "Did you change your tastes while I was gone?" Lexion's eyes were full of emotion as he asked. It's as if he knew my new taste was, he'd kill me right away.