Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 46

KESTER.

Power was a fragile thing. Give someone a taste of it, and they'd start believing they had a right to wield it however they pleased.

That was the mistake Sylvia had made.

Kasmine was mine.

Mine to scold. Mine to break. Mine to put back together aga. No one-no fucking one-had the right to lay a hand on her. Not in punishment. Not in humiliation. Not in any damn way.

When Claire came strutting into my office, wearing that self-satisfied smirk she always did when she thought she had something I'd want to hear, I almost dismissed her. Almost.

I barely heard most of what she said beyond 'Sylvia and Kasmine and humiliation in front of everyone."

And just like that, the room around me ceased to exist.

A slow, cold rage settled inside me, and for the first time ever, I felt like pulling the annoying bitch into hug for letting me know all that had been going on between Sylvia and Kasmine for a while now.

Kasmine would never have told me about it. I knew her that much. She always didn't like situations that would put people into trouble, especially with me.

I had steeled myself not to get affected by Kasmine's presence but imagine the effect the scene I met had on me. But, even at that, I tried not to let it show. I was still angry with her.

"Please, sir, it won't happen again. I swear," Sylvia was on her knees in front of me, hands trembling as she clutched the termination letter I had just handed her. It took everything in me not to make her suffering worse.

I didn't respond. Didn't even look at her. Her presence was nothing more than a stain in my periphery, a noise I had no interest in entertaining

She cried. As she should..

She knew what she had lost.

She was well treasured here, but she lost it all. She knew she would never find another employer like me. Never find another position that came close to the power she once wielded here.

I wish Mine had been here to see this, but she had walked out of her office with Claire as soon as she returned from her unpleasant meeting with Sylvia.

She was probably crying her eyes out right now, but I tried not to care, even though my every instinct pushed me to go and check on her. Especially when Jake left his seat, and I knew exactly where he was headed. But I tried to sit my fucking ass on my chair and pretended to focus on things that didn't matter to me at that moment.

I was already picturing her, already imagining the way her face crumpled when she cried.

And worse, imagining Jake wiping her tears with those cursed hands of his. The ones I'd cut off soon enough.

Fuck

to her, releasing my Alpha command on her, and she obeyed like

Otherwise, she wouldn't give me the peace

I caught sight of her heading

a replacement for Sylvia when he dropped a golden opportunity in my lap-Fred Anderson, Valor Lante Technologies former

won't be riding with you. Jake will take me home today, heard her say, and I froze

the fuck? Did she have the audacity to throw his

to

1 caught her wrist before she could take another step. My grip was firm, but I tried not to make it

go!" she gritted, lifting her gaze to meet mine, and for the first time, I saw the damage I had done. Her yes-red, swollen told me everything I already knew.

sure Sylvia never gets into Valor Lante, no matter what happens. I don't care what you have

out of my sight.

fool both have a death wish, right?" I asked her in a dangerously low

with you, Kester Hamilton! Let. Me. Go!" She

my grasp, and when I studied her intently, I saw that it wasn't from fear. No, it was

still

I pulled her with me, dragging her out

let me go!" she hissed under her breath, but

slamming my palm

grip, trying to yank herself free. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" she

day pretending I didn't care, but I

I pulled her forward, leading

had the audacity to look curious, and others wisely looked away. None of them dared

heels into the floor as I led

He stepped back immediately when he saw the look on my

Chapter 46

barely had time to turn before'l roughly pushed

landed on the leather seat, she twisted around, eyes

in beside her, shutting the door behind me.

"Yes, sir."

from the curb, I pressed a button, Instructing the driver to raise the privacy partition. The glass slid into place, enclosing us in the dim, silent cocoon of

when she ripped her

fury. "I don't want to be here with

to be

watching her, "What's your fucking

low and cold. "Is this about June

stilled but didn't

fluttered, and her expression became

time since this entire fight began, she didn't try to