Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 70

KESTER.

I stood by my table and stared blankly into the laptop, watching her prepare for work as though I hadn't watched her sleep all night.

With Kasmine, it was never enough. She was too beautiful sight to ignore. Too fucking intoxicating. The kind of beauty that made my cock hard every time I laid eyes on her

She went about her usual morning routine - styling her way, luscious brown hair, humming softly under her breath, singing along to whatever song played from the speakers, completely unaware of how fucking hypnotic she was

Then came the part that always made my lips twitch with satisfaction.

She moved to her wardrobe, rummaging through her clothes my clothes and picked out one of the sexy skirts and blouses I had gotten for her.

She didn't know what I had done. She had no idea that her wardrobe was no longer hers but mine. That I had quietly replaced every unappealing piece of clothing she had with the ones I preferred-skirts that hugged her hips, blouses that clung to her curves just right, and gowns long enough to let me slide into her petals easily no

matter where we were.

Although I did it subtly and lovingly, she hadn't realized it yet.

I liked seeing her dressed how I wanted. Liked knowing that every morning, she unknowingly wrapped herself in something of my choosing

She was so blinded by my act of love and affection that she wasn't seeing the real intent behind my actions.

Good.

Just as I was about to close the laptop, something she did made me halt immediately. I saw a small, white medicine bottle in her hands.

She looked toward her door briefly, her fingers twisting off the cap before she pulled out a tablet and slipped it into her mouth.

My pulse spiked.

What the fuck?

Was she sick?

Why hadn't she told me?

I leaned closer to the screen, trying to make out the name of the drug, but the camera's angle wasn't clear enough.

I watched carefully how she tucked it into the pocket of one of her sweatshirts -

an old one she should have discarded – and put it under her wardrobe.

Smart girl.

But not smart enough

Now, I was more interested in the content of that bottle than anything else. More than the office, more than the meetings awaiting me..

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bed, but I barely paid any attention to her, "You're back. I waited up all night for you."

No response.

"Look..." She stood up and walked towards me, "I am sorry about yesterday... It was just..." She stopped abruptly, and I knew why.

She had seen the tattoo on my back.

"Good Selene! Kester!" the excitement in her voice grated on my nerves, "You got tats?" She made to touch it as if I had done it for her.

I moved like the flash of light, grabbing her hand before she even dared to touch

"Don't!" I said in a hard tone, and I saw

but she held it back, clinging to whatever dignity she had left. "It looks really beautiful," she added

I said nothing.

on you before. Never knew

I didn't necessarily

the urge to please me when I was sitting naked before her. She missed it. Too bad for her. Because she'd

Her

laptop, but before she could even process what she had seen, I snapped it shut with enough

for a moment before the ringing of my phone chattered

go of her wrist and reached for

the phone

filtered into my ear, "I know, I know. Don't judge me just

came through as light and amused as usual. “Just

the restraint in me not

to hear those words

Finally.

him right now. I really

I scoffed, forcing nonchalance into my tone. "Perfect

happening?"

before my trip

a sharp inhale. But it

It was June.

disbelief, "What? Maldives?" She whispered harshly, her face twistine into a frown that

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will you be gone?" He asked, and I couldn describe how happy I was

and June scrunched her fat again, running a hand through her disheveled hair as she began to pace

me to end the call, eager to pounce on me with her endless fucking questions-questions she

would be excited," Norlan

my lips. "Yeah. That's if she was the

her. I'm

stood up, walking

my closet.

tone

navy blue suit from my closet. I ran my fingers along the crisp fabric, admiring it briefly before laying it

1 saw her already sweating at her temple despite the air

freshen up and... He paused as if weighing options before he

The moment I

"What the fuck, Kester?!"

dragging my hand down

Here we go.

didn't tell me you

her voice a blend of anger, disbelief, and something else. Something

slowly started putting on my sleeves "Didn't

pressed into a thin line, "No, Kester, you didn't," she

me too

barely reacted, moving toward the closet again, pulling out

trip, June," I murmured. "Why do you sound like it's the end of

matters, Kester," she

matters."

as I reached for my watch on the dresser. "Don't

with that."

her sides, but she didn't lash out. Instead, she swallowed hard and took a step closer. "Fine," she said in a softer voice. "I won't start with that. I start with

could see it

eyes.

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