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.

froze as rage clouded

that insipid smile still on her lips, oblivious to the ticking bomb in the room. "She said I could have them since I liked them. I thought

tightened around the bag, my knuckles white with the force of it. I barely registered June's

haze of red. How dare

time I reached Kasmine's door, I was seething. I didn't bother knocking. Hell,

the wall. The sight that greeted me stopped me dead

towel around herself-red, my favorite color.

everything else faded, leaving only the image of her standing there, looking so

hell is wrong with you? You can't just

her collarbone, disappearing into the curve of her towel. Heat surged

these to June?" I growled, tossing the bag onto her bed, making the

I have no use for them, so I gave

me to the edge. Kasmine grabbed a robe from her closet, slipping it

to her because you thought you had no use

her shoulder, raising an eyebrow. "Exactly. What else was I supposed to do with them, Kester? I'm not

get to give out a gift, Kasmine. I've

Prance around in lingerie for no one? You've made damn sure

Kasmine..." I warned, feeling my anger rise a little more than

in my chest. "Do you know how suffocating it's been? I can't date or even talk to a guy without worrying