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2025-07-24 12:37:18Clara
I never thought my biggest humiliation would happen twice in one day first from my high school bully then the guy I hated so much on campus.
“You should have kicked his ass. I just hate his gut” I voiced out to my 6 foot 4 inch step brother who towered over me and he did that which I hate so much.
It makes me feel five and smaller but I don't mind anything to make him touch me. That is the least I could get at least for now.
His chin burned with a smile.
“Is okay there will always be a next time”
“But..” I couldn't finish my sentence when he walked away, I stared at him clutching my paperwork to my chest watching my head go flip off.
“What are you doing here?” I jerked hearing a muscular voice behind me.
Panicked, I must have been caught drooling on my step brother. Now conscious I was standing in the hallway at the males locker room.
I shouldn't be here. I turned only to see him dripping wet from his head. His hair set in turns that makes my core constrict so painful.
His arbs,
He’s muscles.
Gosh! What is wrong with me? I didn't realize I was biting down on my lower lip when he cleared his throat, regaining my self consciously the paper work on my hand flipped and scattered all over the ground.
My smut, the one I have written because of my step brother.
He bent down picked up a paper and read it out and that was when I realized I have been fucked.
I placed a hand over my mouth standing In Front of the guy I hate so much. Because he is in competition with my step brother, stealing all the spotlight from him. I can't remember how many times I cursed him so much and lastly he is the bad guy every girl wants on campus.
And rumor has it he changes girls like he changes his tissue paper. Like I'm terribly mad at him for his gut.
“What! What are you? Crushing on your step brother?” He paused, then read out loud again.
“I can't believe how my heart melted the moment he flipped the hockey stick. Gosh! I'm about to have an orgasm”
He looked up to me with disgust. I lowered my head to the ground and my cheek burned with so much embarrassment. I prayed the ground should open or I could have a magical ability to disappear but none of that came.
“Hey…is not what you think” I stammered, unable to admit it myself. It felt so disgusting to know that I was crushing on my step brother and I got off the hook by writing smut and fantasy the way I wanted him to touch me.
Silly stupid things.
He laughed then turned to look at me and I was looking everywhere except for his face. I could feel his burning gaze at me and my heart couldn't stop beating so fast.
Was it because I was caught?
“You like your step brother”
I couldn't say a yes, which is admitting to it neither could I say a no pretty obvious my description was pointing to Celeb.
Oh gosh! I should have believed my intuition to keep the paperwork behind but I was so stubborn I thought after the game I would go somewhere quiet to complete the story, arrange it and have someone do the editing but I got into more trouble than I could have ever thought of.
The guy I hate so much on campus now knows my secret of crushing on my step brother.
It wouldn't get worse than this.
“Your secret is safe with me” another relief washed through me and I looked up to his face this time, his chin was lifted up and he was giving me those fake smiles.
Another relief washed through me when I looked sideways but there wasn't anyone. It was just the both of us.
Act tough Clara, he must want something in return to keep your secret. Obviously we weren't friends and I guess he must have known how I despised him so much but I was at his mercy now.
I don't know if I was going to survive it when everyone on campus got to know my dirty little secret.
I looked up to him like my savior, touching his hard chest and his face changed to Caleb.
“Clara I know you're my step sister but I have something to tell you. I'm in love with you” I shifted on one foot, I have long awaited to hear that then he tried to kiss me when a voice brought me back.
“Hello” he clicked his finger.
“You're fantasizing about him again or me”
“Damn, not even in my nightmare” I cursed caught for the second time daydreaming about my step brother kissing me.
“I never said that” I was nervous, literally shaking. I didn't know what to expect.
The worst or the best.
He stared at the paper which he had picked up and read aloud.
“You must be the author of the “Holy Stripper”
Oh no! I panicked, he knows my pen name and my book.
“Don't you dare tell anyone” I tried to be tough even though my voice gave me away not as tough as I expected.
“Are you threatening me?”
“No” he smiled mischievous, sensing how scared I was.
“Then let's have a deal. Your secret remains with me but in return you have to do something for me” he paused as his eyes walked down my body.
I could be described as not attractive. Never had a boyfriend before nor has anyone flirted with me before. But as his eyes burned down my body I felt finally someone sees me attractive but not from someone I hate and despise so much.
He said some couple of things which I wasn't listening to. He drew closer holding my shoulder.
“You have to make it up to me” his closeness made it difficult for me to breathe. Why do I feel this way?
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