Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 65

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Chapter 65

Chapter 65

KESTER.

Silence sat comfortably between us after we were served out meals. The food was nothing more than a prop. It was obvious none of us were hungry after all, for different reasons.

For me, I had no appetite-not for this. My hunger lay elsewhere, in the warm embrace of my obsession, the one who filled my every waking, thought, the one who left no room for anyone or anything else.

I couldn't wait to get this over with so I could return to the arms of my Kasmine. She had clouded my mind so much that I couldn't think straight without her.

For Claire, it was different. She couldn't meet my gaze for more than a second without her cheeks flushing, her throat working as she swallowed nothing but nerves. The way she fidgeted, tucking strands of hair behind her ear, running her fingers along the rim of her glass-pathetic.

Was this the part where I engaged her in little, meaningless conversations and let her tell me unimportant things about herself? Things I don't give a fuck about?

The absurdity nearly made me laugh.

"So..." She cleared her throat, "How is Kasmine? Is she at home?"

Ah. An attempt at conversation.

I leaned back, my fingers tapping lazily against the table. "Would you rather she were here with us?"

She looked away with a small, nervous smile, "No. I just feel bad for not telling her you finally asked me on a date. She's my best friend, you know?"

“Hm.” I hummed and nodded once. "She must never know until I am ready for you to tell her. This should be our little secret," I reminded.

The blush on her face deepened, and I could almost hear the foolish hope fluttering in her chest.

She actually thought this was going to lead somewhere.

Pity.

"As you wish, Alpha," she murmured, sipping her juice, trying to compose herself.

"So, tell me, Claire," I leaned forward, "Apart from the things you've told me already about your friend, what other things are there that I don't know about?"

I saw the look of disappointment in her eyes. That wasn't what she had expected to hear.

For some time now, I had leveraged on Claire's feelings for me to get to know my little sister better, and she had been so helpful. For example, Claire had told me that Kasmine liked shopping but lacked the liberty to do so, so I swung into action and took her shopping

totally open about Kasmine's lifestyle and tiny secrets like where they had been the other day I couldn't track Kasmine's necklace,

want to know so much about your own sister? It's only a crush you ask

only she knew that she was close to the truth, she wouldn't have

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that

my sister," I shrugged, and she laughed even harder. Why do people do

them soon enough. Because I had no intention

breathed. She was the only one keeping

show her to the whole

the burn licking down my throat. "Her bucket list.

chew gravel

Interesting

What's on her list? my expression turned serious, and she narrowed

Why are you so interested in that? It's a secret for her, and if she wants it that way..." I cut her off before she could finish her sanctimonious

she was just about to be miss-goody-two-shoes, but I

and now it's payback. Just

Predictably, she blushed.

to know that I told you, I'd be

Perfect.

Now, speak, bitch.

small machine buzzing with energy enough to match the energy I felt sitting on this plush

really into getting tattoos. Not because they were bad or anything, but because

But now I did.

Kasmine.

life, and I'd do anything just to make her happy, including getting

dinner date with Claire was productive. Although she kept asking me what I had been doing with all the information I'd been asking her about Kasmine,

lanation.

everything on Kasmine's bucket list including having sex with a tattooed

if it makes

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sense why she reacted the way she did the night she saw the one I had gotten around my cock. And I noticed her stealing glances at it whenever I was

for revenge the other night d't blow It all off because June would have seen it when she sucked my cock. But, dumb her, she hadn't even

had kept her eyes on me, looking for a reaction she never pot. Otherwise, she would have seen it that night as that was the first and the last

time before falling silent, and for a moment, the only sound in the dimly lit parlor

sage from the corner of the room, but I barely

grey ink twisted across my back and down

its snarling mouth, dark smoke curled downward, merging with a coiling serpent wrapped around my bicep, giving the illusion that it could slither

part? The details that

glance, it was just a tattoo. But if you looked closer really looked-you'd find the

My Kasmine.