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

oblivious to the ticking bomb in the room. "She said I could have them since I liked them. I thought it was sweet

the force of it. I barely registered June's voice trailing off

of red. How dare she?

reached Kasmine's door, I was seething. I didn't bother knocking. Hell, I didn't even hesitate. My anger gave me permission to breach every

the wall. The sight

room, tying a towel around herself-red, my favorite color. Her hair was damp, water

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

yelled as she clutched the towel tighter. "What the hell is wrong with you? You can't just barge

curve of her towel. Heat surged

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

for them, so I gave

annoyance pushed me to the edge. Kasmine grabbed a robe from her closet, slipping it over her shoulders in that

thought you had no use for them?"

me over her shoulder, raising an eyebrow. "Exactly. What else was I supposed to do with them,

took a step closer, "You don't get to give out a gift, Kasmine. I've always told

please. Spare me the lecture. What am I supposed to do? Prance around in lingerie for no one? You've made damn sure that any

I warned, feeling my anger

you know how suffocating it's been? I can't date or even talk to a guy without worrying you'll come storming in to scare him off! And for what? Because you like controlling me? Because you think you