Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 49

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KASMINE

The night had turned against me.

The moment my eyes met Kester's through that window, everything inside me turned to ice.

His dead, hollow eyes bare into me, stripping me bare. His expression had been deathly still, like a ghost. Like a nightmare made real.

Then, in the next breath, he was gone.

I had stopped immediately, my heart slamming against my ribs, my body cold despite the heat of Jake's hands tangling in my hair, guiding me forward, completely unaware of what I had just seen.

And the fact that I didn't even know if it was just my imagination or if it was even real added to my panic.

I didn't give Jake the expected release he might have looked forward to. I had taken him high up to the sky and let him fall to the ground just like that. But, typical Jake... He was not even offended. Not even a flicker of frustration crossed his face when I pulled away, when I all but collapsed back onto the bed, shaking when I gave him something I'd consider half a release. Instead, he was grateful I even offered to help him.

I dreaded returning home.

If that was Kester I had seen there, then it was better I killed myself than let him kill me himself because he'd

tely kill me. I made Jake lock all the doors in his house and made him promise me he wouldn't answer the door If anyone came knocking.

I hadn't gone out with any of the cars at home. I went in a taxi. The same way I returned. I made the taxi drop me off a few blocks away while I walked down to the house. I didn't want to attract attention from Kester if he wasn't the one at Jake's place after all.

The closer I got to the house, the more the dread curled around my ribs, squeezing. My palms were slick, my throat dry.

I knocked gently on the gate, and the guard opened it without asking questions. The atmosphere inside the house was too still.

I closed the front door behind me as quietly as I could, barely daring to breathe. My heart hammered so violently that I swore it would give me away.

Please, let him be asleep.

The whole place was dark, save for the dimly lit sleeping lights that were on. I slowly stepped toward the stairs, resisting the urge to bolt up them two at a time. My legs felt weak-like they might give out at any moment-but I forced myself forward.

By the time I reached the top, my chest was so tight I could barely pull in the air.

Kester's door stood just a few feet away.

1 hesitated

My fingers curled into fists at my sides as I leaned in, pressing my ear against the wood.

Nothing.

No sound. No movement.

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The silence should have comforted me, but instead, it sent fresh wave of unease through me.

'He's asleep,' I told myself. Or maybe... maybe he wasn't even at Jake's place to begin with. Perhaps I really did imagine it.

I straightened, swallowing against the tightness in my throat. 'Just get to your room. Lock the door. Don't think Just sleep.' I kept chanting to myself.

The hallway was empty, but it felt as if eyes were crawling over me.

I walked on numb legs to my bedroom dont, my fingers shaking as I turned the knob and slipped inside.

The darkness swallowed me.

1 exhaled quietly, pressing my back against the door for just a second before turning to lock it. My skin prickled, my instincts screaming at me that something was off, but Ignored it.

I needed to breathe. I needed to calm down.

But the moment I turned around-

The lights flickered on.

And I almost died.

A sharp, startled gasp ripped from my throat as I stumbled back against the door,

my entire body locking up in pure, paralyzing terror.

Because there, sitting in the chair by my window, was the one person I had prayed not to see tonight.

Kester.

My stomach plummeted.

He sat with one leg crossed over the other, his hands folded neatly in his lap.

He didn't move. He didn't blink. His intense eyes were fixed on me, unreadable, gleaming under the glow of the bedside light he just switched on.

My breath came in quick, shallow bursts. I couldn't move. I couldn't even think.

but

“།

whispered with trembling

sending a deathly chill down my

studying me like I was something fragile. Like

home, Kasmine."

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KESTER.

had lost my mind completely. The first moment

Turned away. But my feet wouldn't move. couldn't. I was paralyzed by the

that fucking asshole; her eyes closed, totally lost in it. And I just stood there, watching Helpless.

against my ribs, but it wasn't

pain, something that ripped through me, shattering whatever fudding control I thought I

could feel the anger rising, boiling under my skin, the sickening burn of jealousy twisting my insides

to break her-to

anger. I didn't want

your tongue?" I asked in all the calmness I could muster before standing up, "Hmm?" I took slow strides

wall behind her. If she thought for one second that

She was shaking.

I saw the slight tremble in her hands. Her pupils were blown wide, panic

Good

She was scared.

I liked that

wanted her to be. Fuck, yes. Because it meant something. Because it meant she understood-finally fucking understood that what she had done wasn't something I could

going

the storm inside me to settle. The

her with him it had

sure I

1 lifted my hand.

and it stopped me for

her before... Would

her body thought I

mind flooded with guilt,

my fingers against her cheek. Soft. Gentle. The way a lover

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She was burning up

of fear and guilt. I could feel her pulse

like she might combust from my touch

a fraction, so that she could hear the

voice.

paused, letting my thumb

she had no choice but

Freshen up.

She wasn't breathing

I smirked at that.

"And

wasn't even touching her anymore, but she was frozen.

to her ear, when you're done..." I murmured, "Lay down.

closing that door before

KASMINE.

was terrified to death. Kester issued the

What was he planning?

ran into the bathroom, calling Jake for the tenth

so badly I could barely grip the phone.

dying Had Kester harmed him already? I hope not. Otherwise, I won't forgive

tried dialing one more time, pressing the phone so tight

pulse thrumming through my

my door open with a force that made my phone fall from my hands. I panicked, picking it up

calm. Too calm. The kind

walking toward the bathroom as if he knew I was

Kester was watching me through some magic means or something... He always seemed to know what

phone. Under the sink?

footsteps were getting

Shit

only had

a desperate motion. The

tossed it behind the door just in

The door burst open.

was standing

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Naked.

a split second,

on me. His gaze dragged

ticked

He stepped forward.

I stepped back.

the cold tiles, the shock