Chapter 1

On Ethan's birthday night, I was lured into his bed with a glass of wine.

After a wild night, I thought we could finally go public with our relationship.

But then I overheard his friend apologizing.

"Ethan, I'm sorry, but I have to tell the truth. The drug in Mia's drink last night, it wasn't me who put it there."

"I know," Ethan replied lazily, completely unconcerned.

"Aren't I pursuing Zoe? That little brat actually said my skills in bed were terrible."

"Oh, so you used Mia for practice," his friend teased. "How was it? Who's better, Mia or Zoe?"

Ethan seemed to reminisce, narrowing his eyes as he thought for a moment. "I still prefer them younger."

I stood outside the room, unable to hold back any longer. I pushed open the door and slapped Ethan hard across the face.

He didn't dodge, leaning casually on the sofa. He touched his cheek with his tongue, smiling faintly.

"Heard it all? Good, saves me from wasting more time."

I stared at him intently, my whole body shaking uncontrollably.

"Mia, all these years, I really tried, but I realized we're truly better off as siblings."

"Drugging your 'sister' and tricking her into bed," I laughed coldly, using all my strength not to let tears fall. "Ethan, is this how you treat a sister?"

Ethan raised an eyebrow carelessly: "How would I know we're not compatible if we didn't sleep together?"

"Don't worry, as long as I'm around as your brother, no one will dare bully you."

"No need," I forcefully suppressed all my anger and pain, slowly unclenching my fists, trying to smile naturally. "Don't let your dear Zoe misunderstand."

With that, I turned and left, struggling to maintain my last shred of dignity.