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.

to have the perfect evening tonight," I whispered, leaning

Kes.

it could. "I let the silence that followed wrap

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

down to her wrist again, to

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

but I ignored it, slipping the

like it had

She had no idea.

I

To breaking someone.

she wasn't

would

swear June was already regretting her decision to attempt

she

she thinking? That we'd all eat, talk,

tried bringing up a topic or two to lighten up the

she read the room and kept the fuck quiet. Besides, I never asked her to go through all the

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 handicapped in

now.

by the soft

knew it

come down

in her room,

slowly

aching for me

June.

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through my

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

of that red

for something

could even be called

Thin, white lace.

Sheer. Practically see-through.

up her thighs, the hem barely covering anything, and the deep

the curves of her breasts, the dusky peaks pressing against the

Desperate.

Pathetic.

should've known by now-I don't give a

back to the empty glass in

absently, waiting for her to take the hint and leave.

didn't.

us and settled herself across my lap, straddling one of my thighs like she belonged

The audacity.

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

she murmured. I exhaled

couch, my patience wearing thin.

"Not interested, June."

always say that," she whispered, her nails

give me

feel her eyes on me, searching for something-anything-that would tell her she had

She didn't.

wasn't stopping her. "What do I