My Alpha Stepbrother's Dirty Secret novel Chapter 273

Isaac and Diana's Story

Chapter 1

"Spread your legs apart for me‚" He said. Then he dipped his two fingers inside my pussy. I gasped‚ my walls clenching tight around him. This was Isaac‚ the man I saw as the older brother I never had. I respected him so much‚ admired how strong and kind he always was. But here I was‚ on the hospital bed‚ my legs spread wide as his fingers slid in and out of me.

He was the oldest son of my family's close friend. A doctor. And I was his patient. My gown was up around my waist‚ my thighs shaking as I held them open. His fingers pushed deeper‚ stretching my virgin wetness. I bit my lip‚ a rush of shame mixing with the heat building inside me. How could the man I saw as a 'big brother' touch me this way? It was so wrong‚ but it felt amazing.

*****

Few days ago.

"Ouch!" I screamed as I fell flat on the bathroom floor. My butt hit the floor with a loud thud. Little streaks of tears fell from my eyes because the pain was so bad.

There was no one at home. My parents‚ Mr. and Mrs. Ryan Wolfe‚ had gone for some pack business. My twin sister‚ Dalia‚ had just stepped out somewhere.

I tried to stand up‚ but the pain was too much.

What was I supposed to do?

I couldn't imagine staying here like this‚ sprawled naked on the bathroom floor. I felt so exposed and weak. I tried again to push myself up‚ using my hands for support‚ but the sharp pain in my ankle shot up my leg. It was too strong. I collapsed back down and just ended up crying. Sobs shook my body. This was the most embarrassing day of my 23 years. I hated feeling this helpless‚ like a little kid who couldn't take care of herself.

I closed my eyes tight‚ wishing for someone to come and help me. My phone was on the bed in the bedroom‚ but I couldn't even reach it. The sprain throbbed with every heartbeat‚ keeping me pinned in place.

I curled up a bit‚ trying to cover my chest with my arms‚ but it hurt too much to move much. Tears kept flowing‚ hot and salty on my cheeks.

Why did this have to happen now‚ when everyone was gone?

"Dalia!" I called out to my sister. Maybe she had come back home by some miracle. I strained to listen‚ hoping for her voice or footsteps. But no‚ Dalia didn't answer.

Suddenly‚ I heard the front door of the house opening. The sound of it creaking made my heart jump. Hope filled me up‚ pushing back the tears for a second.

"Dalia‚ is that you?" I called out‚ my voice shaky and weak. "Dalia? Dalia?"

I called again‚ louder‚ desperation creeping in. But no one answered right away. Then I heard a strong masculine voice from the hallway‚ followed by a knock on my bedroom door. It was firm but concerned.

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