Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 7

This woman had made it a point of duty to torment my life. If only she knew how much I hated having her around. I had barely spoken to her since she showed up at my office yesterday unannounced.

This whole marriage arrangement between my parents and hers would be the worst thing that'll ever happen to her - not me, because I can never love her. No matter how hard she tried.

"Do we really have to go?" Her silky voice sounded from behind me. She walked toward me and placed her slender hands around my waist from behind, "I came to spend some quality time with you."

"I never asked you to come, June," I pulled her hands off me, "But since you are here, get dressed and let's go. I have important matters to attend to in the pack."

I locked my luggage and headed to my mirror, adjusting my hair.

She was quiet for a while before speaking again, "Okay. I'll get to spend some time with your mum, too."

Was that meant to console her? That's her business.

From the corner of my eye, I saw something sitting carefully by the side of the table.

"What the fuck?" I muttered under my breath, picking up the bag and opening it. "How did this get here?"

"Oh. Kasmine gave them to me," June said with a wide grin.

as rage clouded my senses.

room. "She said

knuckles white with the force of it. I barely registered June's voice trailing off behind me as I stormed out of the

of red. How

the time I reached Kasmine's door, I was seething. I didn't bother knocking. Hell, I didn't even hesitate. My anger

shoved the door open, the handle slamming against the wall. The sight that greeted

around herself-red, my favorite

the image of her standing there,

the hell is wrong with you?

gaze dropped to the droplets gliding down her collarbone, disappearing into the curve of

these to June?" I growled, tossing the

them. I have no use for them, so I gave them to her."

annoyance pushed me to the edge. Kasmine grabbed a robe from

thought you had no use for them?" My voice

to do with them, Kester? I'm not seeing anyone. I don't have a boyfriend-thanks

took a step closer, "You don't get to give out a gift,

the lecture. What am I supposed to do? Prance around in lingerie for no one? You've made damn sure that any man who gets within ten feet of

warned, feeling my anger rise a little

closer now, the fire in her eyes matching the storm in my chest. "Do you know how suffocating it's been? I can't date or even talk to a guy without worrying