I Accidentally Slept with My Sister's Husband

My name is Isabella Laurent, a young divorcee.

A few days ago, my sister Sophia booked a Thailand getaway package, planning to take me to the beach with her husband Nathan to help me unwind.

But unexpectedly, her passport had expired. In the end, only Nathan and I boarded the flight.

To make matters worse, the hotel made a mistake—only one honeymoon suite was available.

After entering the room and setting down our luggage, Nathan and I stood in awkward silence.

"I... I'll shower first," Nathan finally broke the tension, quickly disappearing into the bathroom.

Watching his flustered retreat, I couldn’t help but smile.

Once the bathroom door closed, I unpacked my lingerie, planning to change after my own shower.

Then, through the frosted glass, Nathan’s silhouette appeared. My cheeks warmed, and I averted my gaze—only to notice a button on the bathroom wall. Without thinking, I pressed it.

What happened next shocked me.

The glass wall facing the bed began to clear, and within seconds, Nathan’s figure became completely visible.

Thankfully, he was turned away, rinsing shampoo from his hair, oblivious to the change.

But his broad shoulders, toned back, and muscular thighs were now on full display. My pulse raced, my breath quickened, and heat crept up my neck.

Then, Nathan slowly turned, tilting his head back as water cascaded over him.

Oh God.

Panicked, I fumbled for the button while his eyes were still closed.

Just as the glass fogged again, he turned fully toward me.

My eyes widened. Sophia had once whispered to me that Nathan, though Asian, could rival any man in size.

I hadn’t believed her—until now.