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

said in a hard tone,

pooling in her eyes fought for release, but she held it back, clinging to whatever dignity she had left.

I said nothing.

one on

course, I didn't

I was sitting naked before her. She missed it. Too bad for her. Because she'd never get another opportunity

Her

seen, I snapped it shut with enough force to make me wonder if I

for a moment before the ringing of my

wrist and reached

I greeted, pressing the phone

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

as light and amused as usual. “Just landed

in me not to react like

been waiting to hear

Finally.

him right now. I really

you long enough," I scoffed, forcing nonchalance into my tone. "Perfect

What's happening?" he

came just a day before my trip to the Maldives.

a sharp inhale. But it wasn't

It was June.

second, then whipped around, eyes wide with disbelief, "What? Maldives?" She whispered harshly, her face twistine into a frown that I easily

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I couldn describe how happy I was that he would also miss

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

for me to end the call, eager to pounce on me with her endless fucking questions-questions she had no right

sure June would

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

I'm

up,

my closet.

His tone

We need to talk, you know?" I replied, bringing out my navy blue suit from my closet. I ran my fingers along the crisp fabric, admiring it briefly before laying it neatly on

her already sweating at her temple despite the air conditioner

He paused as if weighing options before

moment I

"What the fuck, Kester?!"

exhaled, dragging my hand down

Here we go.

me you were

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

met her gaze before I slowly started

thin line, "No,

willing herself not to push me too far. "You didn't tell me. Not once. Not even a mention

out a

just a trip, June," I murmured. "Why do you sound like it's

it matters, Kester," she bit out. "You matter.

matters."

reached for my watch on the

with that."

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 this instead-book me a ticket, too." I stilled

serious. I could

eyes.

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