Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 41

Chapter 41

KASMINE.

Was it wrong to feel the way I did? Absolutely.

Did I care? I did, once. But now, gazing into the eyes of the man before me, I was gradually getting to the point where I didn't care anymore as his charms wove through me like a spider's thread, gently pulling me closer.

I couldn't help but fall for his tricks.

This was all a trick, wasn't it? It had to be. The Kester I knew would never do any of this for anyone. Not in a thousand years, no matter who they were. But me? Kester Hamilton, the man who barely acknowledged anyone's existence, had taken me shopping? And he even picked out some things he liked for me? And the weirdest part? He was happy doing it!

The Moon Goddess should have told us that this was the year the world would come to an end!

"Come on We still have the night ahead of us." He said to me, his voice tinged with an uncharacteristic warmth. I couldn't help but wonder in utter curiosity what else he had planned out.

I'd never seen Kester this.... happy before. Even though his emotions were usually wrapped in layers of ice, tonight, there was something different in his eyes. A hint of warmth that seemed to soften the sharp edges of his persona. The Kester I knew would have rather gouged his eyes out than let anyone see him vulnerable.

But today, the way he smiled subtly while handing me his preferred choices at the mall warmed something in my stomach, and a part of me wanted to keep that genuine smile on him for as long as possible.

I felt a strange pride swelling in my chest, the kind I'd never felt before, knowing I was the reason behind that smile. He never showed it to anyone else.

Kester did a lot for me while we were still kids. I was an unhappy little girl when my father died, but when Mum married the Alpha, Kester became a big brother and also stepped into the role of something close to a father for me. He showered me with so much love that it was almost unnatural and divine.

He never let me cry or be sad for a second unless he wasn't home.

then I am ready to play along a little longer,

enjoy the thrill. But the more I tried to convince myself, the more I wondered

the opportunity to own a man like my brother... But here I was...

my balance with the bags I carried. Even though he'd

from the shopping-no, it was from him. From

with more bags, and I was happy to have a better look at the things we'd bought. My mind was consumed by the way Kester was looking at me now as if he was seeing

the sitting room, the smell of food wafted into my nostrils, making my mouth water and my stomach tighten

Selene... What was that?

mouthwatering-rich, battery warmth mingling with the deep, savory notes of slow-roasted meat, kissed by garlic and herbs, while the subtle sweetness of caramelized onions lingers in the air. It's the kind of aroma that seeps into your bones, making your stomach tighten with hunger and

shoulder when he noticed

I asked, my gaze darting to the kitchen to see if I'd get a glimpse of Mum standing there,

stairs, catching my attention. My gaze snapped from the kitchen to the staircase where she alighted from, and the hunger in my

I froze.

the food, the warmth of the room, even Kester's soft voice- everything

the silence that had settled around me. My eyes instinctively followed her,

too red, the kind of color that screamed for attention. The fabric shimmered under the soft light, and the plunging neckline was just dating enough to make every male

of woman men wanted. Beautiful, sophisticated,

eyes softened when they landed on her, and I felt a sickening knot twist in

locking on

went shopping?" June asked, walking toward Kester like she owned him. And, of course, she did. She was the one he was getting married to.

my head that wouldn't stop

myself with her. She was older than me, and I was Kester's little sister! I reminded myself that what Kester and I were doing was nothing

sound unaffected as she wrapped her perfectly manicured bands