Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 42

Chapter 42

KASMINE

I stepped in slowly as if testing the air. My mind was spinning, trying to make sense of what I was seeing

I looked around to make sure this was my room and that I hadn't mistakenly walked into a different room. Or perhaps, a different world.

Or... Had my jealousy finally killed me, and I had found myself in the world beyond?

But the warmth in the room-it felt so real. Too real.

The first thing that struck me was how... different everything; was. The sparse decor I was used to had disappeared, replaced by vibrant colors and soft lighting. Beautiful flowers-lilies and roses, their petals a soft blush pink and white-were scattered around the room.

The bed-my bed-looked different too. Silk sheets, the color of deep sapphire, were neatly arranged, fluffed, inviting. Everything felt warmer, richer, and more intentional.

the pillows

A large flat-screen TV hung against the wall. "What the hell?" I whispered,

stepping deeper into my room as my curious gaze swept over the space, taking in every little detail. It was almost too much.

The area under the TV was lined with colorful lights-fairy lights that twinkle.

I didn't know what to make of it. I didn't even know what to feel. It was... dreamy.

Like a vision I hadn't dared to dream, yet here it was, in front of me.

I took a step forward, running my fingers over the smooth lacquer of the new dresser, then trailed them along the soft petals of a rose bouquet. A warmth spread in my chest, something dangerously close to affection.

This was the surprise he had for me? He certainly warmed my heart with it because I was in love with my new room! Claire and I would have our movie weekend here on Saturday.

out for my phone. I couldn't wait to take a video and show

out of my skin, as

deep into his

back to his default setting. That smile he'd worn earlier that had felt almost like a gift to me was gone. The warmth, the genuine

the pit of my stomach. Just when I thought I had cracked

my

small nod. No

my feet.

need a reason to

"I love it, Kester.

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said, closing the door behind him and strolling casually into the room. He looked around like he was accessing the job done and

His words brought back the memory of the day he had almost forced himself on me while we watched a movie. And, I knew the

sounds like fun," I

hand from his pocket, and my gaze flickered downward as

1. me.

them, the velvety texture of the boxes soft beneath my fingertips. A nervous thrill skittered through my chest as I opened the first

Diamonds.

fairy lights. I swallowed hard, my fingers ghosting over the gems as I lifted them slightly. They were

I said, curiously trying to open the second box. The

gold necklace. Beauty and elegance were an

in my hands. They must have cost

heavens... Kester..." I whispered, at

he said suddenly, in

my eyes to meet his, confusion knitting my

answer right away. His jaw tightened slightly, and I could see something warring inside his eyes. Then, finally, he exhaled,

you to always feel me around

and my throat suddenly dry. Why didn't I believe him? If I didn't know Kester, I would have thought he spelled this jewelry to make