Chapter 4. A bold move
I could hardly wait for the next day. I stayed up all night, fantasizing about different ways I could seduce Mrs. Rembrandt.
When morning finally arrived, I woke up earlier than my mom and sister and took a quick bath. Then, I went to get dressed, only to find that the wardrobe contained nothing but sweatpants and shorts. Looks like the original owner of this body had a very limited sense of fashion.
I sighed and put them on anyway. Once I start making money, I'll buy myself a whole new wardrobe. No way I'm walking around in this trash forever.
I jogged straight to Mrs. Rembrandt's place, arriving to find the shop still locked. Lucky for me, her store was connected to her house, so I knocked on the door instead.
A few seconds later, she answered and walked over to me, barefoot, wrapped in a cotton towel that barely reached her knees. My gaze instinctively drifted down her figure. Damn. She was stunning. A body to die for—thick thighs, full, round breasts, and a breathtaking face framed by silver hair and ocean-blue eyes. I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry, and forced myself to focus.
"Good morning, Mrs. Rembrandt," I greeted with a slight bow.
She raised a brow. "Hey... it's still early."
"Oh, uh, sorry. I was just really excited to start my new job, so I came early," I lied. The real reason? I needed to seduce her before the shop opened.
"Aww, how punctual of you," she said with a small smile. "Come inside and help me make breakfast."
I almost grinned but managed to keep my excitement in check. The mission was far from over.
Once inside, I took a moment to study the house. It was nothing like the dump we lived in. Smooth walls, glass furniture, polished floors that practically gleamed. Yeah... When I start making money, I'll buy a house like this for my family.