Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 43

Chapter 43

KESTER.

My entire body trembled, and I knew she could feel it as my grip on her small wrist tightened by the second.

Why?

Why couldn't she see what she was doing to me? Why couldn't she understand that I was losing my mind over her? That every second she spent clinging to the idea of another than was driving me to the edge of something dangerous- something I wasn't sure even I could control.

Why couldn't she fucking let that magpot po?!

I hadn't killed him yet because it would break her. But she keeps making it difficult for me.

Fuck!

"Fuck it, Kasmine, who gave this to you?" My voice rose slightly, and my heart thundered in my chest.

She wasn't responding, and her silence was killing me.

Why? Was she too scared? Or was this an attempt to save him from what was to come?

She tried to yank her hand out of my grip. The nerve to think she could.

"Kester..." She searched my eyes with those eyes which had held rage and jealousy when she saw June ascending the stairs a moment ago, and I was certain she found nothing but the same rage simmering in mine.

She licked her lips and hesitated for a fraction of a second too long. "L... I got it myself."

Lies.

I sucked in a slow breath, dragging my tongue over my teeth, my jaw clenching so tightly it ached.

"I hate lies," I muttered, my voice low, lethal. "And you know it.”

I thought I was beginning to get her to feel the same way I did, especially after

seeing how she tried her best to conceal her emotions when she saw June today.

I saw the way she clenched her small palms and blinked rapidly. The way her eyes widened when June wrapped her hands around mine.

I had seen her jealousy.

I had felt it.

And I loved it..

It made me believe, for one stupid, fleeting moment, that maybe-maybe she was beginning to feel what I felt. That I wasn't the only one slowly being consumed by this insanity.

So they were all lies?

"It is Jake, isn't it?" Her breath hitched. I smirked. "I might just have to have a conversation with him after all," I murmured, tilting my head slightly to the side, taking in the way her body trembled, how her breathing had turned shallow.

"No Please don't, Kester," she whispered, pressing her lips together to stop their quivering. "It wasn't him. I

swear...

"You swear? With your life?" I dragged the words out, savoring them.

She didn't answer.

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Of course, she didn't.

whispered, leaning down and pressing

sorry, Kes.

"And 'sorry' can't fix everything. I wish it could. "I let

I

eyes flickered down to her wrist again, to that cheap piece

another word, I lifted her hand higher, running my fingers over the engraving one last time before tearing it

inhale escaped her lips, but I ignored it, slipping the

it had never fucking

She had no idea.

I was to

To breaking someone.

she wasn't

someone would

was already regretting her decision to

dinner she

That we'd all eat, talk, and

topic or two to lighten up the gloomy mood

never asked her to go through all the troubles she

a teenage boy's first fuck. Kasmine had hurried to her room over an hour ago, but I sat in the living room, still brooding over Jake. I had to do something about him,

now.

by the soft

knew it wasn't

come down so

was probably still curled up in her room, trying

slowly came

fucking aching for me

June.

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through my nose,

shifting her weight slightly. When I didn't acknowledge her, she took a step closer, and

that red dress she'd paraded herself in earlier,

something even

nightie if it could even be

Thin, white lace.

Sheer. Practically see-through.

her thighs, the hem barely covering anything, and the

her breasts, the dusky peaks pressing against the delicate

Desperate.

Pathetic.

don't give a

dragged my gaze back to the empty glass in my

take the hint and leave. But of

didn't.

and settled herself across my lap, straddling one of my

The audacity.

immediately, but she was gripping my shoulders now, pressing in closer, her breath warm against

she murmured. I exhaled slowly, tilting my head

couch, my patience wearing thin.

"Not interested, June."

always say that," she whispered, her

actually give

something-anything-that would tell her

She didn't.

wasn't stopping her. "What do I have to do to make you