My Alpha Stepbrother's Dirty Secret novel Chapter 274

Chapter 2

Diana's pov

"F—uck!" He growled‚ turning his back right away when he saw me. "I'm... I'm sorry... Shit!"

My face burned hotter than ever. I was so embarrassed I wanted to disappear. I used my small hands to cover my huge boobs. They were way too big for my slim body‚ giving me this full hourglass shape. But my hands couldn't hide everything. Some skin still showed‚ and that made it even worse. I felt exposed‚ like a total fool lying there naked on the bathroom floor.

What was I doing? Dreaming he'd rush in and confess some secret love just because he saw me like this? That was crazy. This was Isaac. The guy who'd been like an older brother to me forever. He was 28 now‚ a real doctor who helped people every day. Why would he ever see me that way? I was just Diana‚ the clumsy twin who always needed saving.

"Please‚ just pass me the towel‚" I whispered. My voice was so quiet‚ I barely heard it myself. Talking louder felt impossible with all this shame.

"Here‚" he said‚ holding it out without turning around. His arm stretched back‚ careful not to look.

I grabbed it fast and wrapped it around my body. The towel was thin and small. It barely covered me. My legs stuck out‚ and it clung tight to my curves‚ not hiding much at all. But it was better than nothing.

"Thanks‚" I muttered‚ staring at the floor. I was too mortified to ask him to help me up. What if he thought I was pathetic?

"Are you covered now?" he asked‚ his voice tight‚ like he was holding his breath.

I nodded‚ forgetting he couldn't see. "Yes‚" I said quickly.

He turned around fast and walked over to me. His steps were heavy‚ like he was forcing himself to stay calm. I looked away‚ avoiding his eyes. I didn't want to see disgust there. Come on‚ I was 23‚ not some little kid. Why had I slipped like that? The truth hit me hard‚ I'd been thinking about him. Daydreaming silly stuff while stepping out of the shower. That stupid thought made me lose my balance‚ and now my ankle throbbed like fire. I couldn't even stand without help.

Isaac knelt down beside me. His face was serious‚ brows furrowed deep. I could see the worry in his eyes‚ mixed with tension that made his jaw clench. He looked at my ankle‚ not my body‚ but I felt his struggle. Like he was fighting to keep things professional. His hands hovered for a second‚ hesitant‚ before he reached out.

Without a word‚ he scooped me up in his arms‚ bridal style. I gasped‚ surprised by how easy I felt in his hold. His muscles were strong under his shirt‚ pressing against my side. The towel shifted a little‚ and I gripped it tight with one hand‚ scared it would slip open. My heart raced from the closeness‚ his warmth‚ his scent‚ the way his chest rose and fell against me.

He carried me out of the bathroom and into my bedroom. Every step made my ankle ache‚ but being in his arms dulled the pain a bit. He laid me down gently on the bed‚ like I was fragile. His hands lingered on my shoulders for just a moment too long before he pulled back.

"Thanks‚" I said softly‚ still clutching the towel.

"You're welcome‚" he replied‚ standing up straight. He ran a hand through his hair‚ looking stressed. "Thankfully‚ I was heading to work when I heard your scream."

Since our families were close‚ his parents had moved to our estate years ago‚ right next door. Now‚ with Mom and Dad away on pack business and Dalia out‚ it was just us.

"You're heading to work?" I asked‚ my voice shaky. I pulled the towel higher‚ trying to cover more.

He nodded‚ glancing at his watch. But I saw the conflict in his eyes. He wanted to stay‚ to make sure I was okay‚ but duty pulled him away. Still‚ I needed more help. The pain was too much to ignore.

"Please‚ can you help me massage it before you go? So I can at least move around?" I blurted out‚ hating how weak I sounded.

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