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.

Mine. We were meant to have the perfect evening tonight," I whispered, leaning down and

sorry, Kes. But

let the silence that followed wrap around is like a blanket before speaking again, "You want

want Jake, don't you?" I whispered, but she only avoided my

her wrist again, to that cheap piece

her hand higher, running my fingers over the engraving one last time before tearing

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

like it had

She had no idea.

how close I was to

To breaking someone.

if she wasn't

would

was already regretting her decision

dinner she had planned

eat, talk, and laugh like normal

tried bringing up a topic or two to lighten up

quiet. Besides, I never asked her to go through all the troubles she had gone through to prepare all

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, but I felt

now.

thoughts were interrupted by the soft footsteps of someone coming

already knew it

come down so

was probably still curled up in her room, trying to pretend

footsteps slowly

fucking aching for me the same

June.

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exhaled through my nose, jaw

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

red

for something

it could even be called

Thin, white lace.

Sheer. Practically see-through.

stopped high up her thighs, the hem barely covering anything, and the

curves of her breasts, the dusky peaks pressing against the delicate fabric like she wanted me to

Desperate.

Pathetic.

known by now-I don't give a

empty glass in my hand, swirling the last few

whiskey absently, waiting for her to take the hint and leave. But of course,

didn't.

she crossed the space between us and settled herself across my lap, straddling one of my thighs like she belonged

The audacity.

was gripping my shoulders

I exhaled

wearing thin. "What

"Not interested, June."

say that," she whispered, her

give

for something-anything-that would tell her

She didn't.

her. "What do I have to do to