My Stepbrothers Secret Twin

I drugged my brother.

Thomas isn’t my biological brother.

After his father married my mother, he moved into our home.

He excels academically, highly disciplined, and is the top student in the senior honors class at Seven Hills High School.

Normally by this time, he would already be asleep in his room.

Tonight, however, he sat alone on the living room sofa, pretending to look at his phone while stealing glances at me.

I knew the drug must be taking effect—he was growing restless, tempted but too timid to act.

I pretended not to notice and gracefully turned toward the bathroom.

But I didn’t go to the en-suite in my room; instead, I headed for the shared bathroom near the living room.

I turned the water on full blast, letting it roar as I ran my soapy hands over my snow-white skin, imagining him outside, swallowing hard as he stared toward the bathroom.

After a while, I finished and stepped out.

I didn’t dry off, leaving my skin damp and glistening, wrapped only in a short towel.

My figure was already delicate, and under the light, my skin looked even paler, like fresh snow.

Every inch glistened with crystal-clear droplets.

I resembled a water lily emerging from a pond—pure yet tantalizingly vibrant.

He was utterly stunned.

Earlier, he had pretended to glance at me while looking at his phone.

Now, he didn’t even bother to hide it.

His throat moved visibly, and I heard several loud, audible gulps.

I continued pretending not to notice, turning toward the TV console to fetch the hairdryer.

This was intentional—I usually kept the hairdryer in my room.

As I bent to open the drawer, I deliberately arched my back, raising my hips high while keeping my head low.

Out of the corner of my eye, I watched Thomas on the sofa behind me.

Just as I expected, his eyes widened, fixed intently on me.

At that moment, I grabbed the hairdryer, straightened up quickly, and suddenly turned toward him.

He jumped, startled!

His face flushed, and his eyes darted away, yet they kept drifting back to me against his will.

I had planned this.

I wanted him to catch a glimpse but not see clearly.