Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 24

KESTER.

"Mine? Is everything okay?" The man, who would be dead before the day breaks, asked, with conce sorry tone, "Mine!"

lacing his

He yelled into the phone, obviously worried something must have happened to his precious Kasmine, before dropping the call abruptly. I guess his slow brain finally processed what the situation might be right now.

The bastard had the audacity to use that word... the one only I was allowed to use. Mine.

I felt my anger spike. My jaw clenched hard enough to ache as I held the phone, waiting for him to say more so I could confirm who he truly was.

My body trembled, and I didn't even realize it as I stood, looking at her with a blank expression.

I brought the phone to my face and looked at the caller ID, but it wasn't a number that was saved.

Smart of her.

I immediately smashed the phone into pieces. I wanted to break something else- anything. She flinched, recolling into the bed as if she could dissolve into the wall behind her.

I took a step closer to her, my body a wall, blocking her from any chance of escape. "Who the hell was that?" I growled.

darted to the shattered phone on the floor, then back to me, lips trembling, a guilty flush rising on

my knuckles were white, how I was holding myself

Kester," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "It's not what you

make me tear it out of you, Kasmine. Don't test me, I reached out and grabbed her by

swallowed, nibbling on her lips that it got

you to leave that boy? Huh?" My hand moved to her throat, grabbing it firmly. I enjoyed the way her eyes widened, "His death? Is that what it would take for you to stay

around her throat, my fingers pressing into her delicate skin. Her pulse fluttered wildly beneath my palm, matching the frantic rise and fall of her chest. Her eyes - those deep green eyes which have trapped

her head frantically, "No,

tongue. My jaw

His?

to

think I don't know where your little lover boy lives Hin?" I spat,

Chapter 24

what

her hands clawing at my iron

my breath hot against her ear, "Number 16. Fourth floor. His room faces the fire escape..." 1 chuckled, though it was humorless, "I could be there in minutes, Kasmine. Minutes. And you know what I'd do to

over, streaking her flushed cheeks as her body shook in my

over you." I shook my head in disbelief, "Why the hell is he calling you Mine, huh?" I tightened my grip, watching as her knees wobbled beneath her. "What the fuck did you

broken doll, gasping for air. I straightened,

stuttered, her gaze shifting from me

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