Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 77

Chapter 77

KASMINE.

"What the hell?"

A sharp ache pulsed at the side of my head as I winced, my body instinctively curling inward. My limbs felt unusually heavy, like I'd been drugged-or in a deep sleep couldn't remember falling into.

Blinking against the soft golden light filtering through the room, I slowly pushed myself up, my fingers gripping the silky sheets beneath me. These weren't the

sheets from the plane.

Where the hell was I?

My gaze darted around, taking in the space. Spacious. Extravagant. Surreal. The kind of place people spent a lifetime saving up for a single week in.

The high, vaulted ceiling was made of dark wood, elegant yet rustic, with pure white curtains that billowed lightly from the breeze seeping through the open balcony doors.

The floor was polished oak, dark and rich, so clean it almost gleamed.

The air smelled different-salty, warm, and rich with the scent of the ocean.

I immediately turned my head toward the sound of water lapping against the stilts beneath the cabin. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows was an endless stretch of deep, crystal blue that surrounded the overwater villa, glittering under the midday sun. No land in sight.

My stomach dropped.

What the-

I yanked the sheets off me and nearly gasped when I looked down.

What the hell was I wearing?

Soft lace and satin that barely covered me-a sultry deep red lingerie set, the kind

you wore when you were expecting to be fucked out of your mind.

A transparent, netted robe hung loosely around my shoulders, offering no real coverage.

My skin prickled.

The last thing I remembered...

I was on the plane.

I'd taken a sip of the orange juice the air hostess handed me. Kester had been sitting next to me, barely sparing me a glance as he typed away on his phone.

And now...

I was here.

In Maldives.

Dressed like this.

What the hell did Kester do?

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the moment my eyes landed on the

me.

My breath caught.

up neatly on the sleek, marble-topped console beside the bed were the shameless display of things

Sex toys.

went ice-cold,

whole collection

sizes. And obviously,

stomach twisting in a way

were arranged like some goddamn

feet carried me slowly across the room, rounding the bed, even though I was

by one, my eyes traced over

with a part that felt so flexible... its surface was so smooth and innocent-looking compared to the rest. From the way it looked,

these things passively online

wand with a broad head and sturdy handle, making it look

slender, pink silicone one with ridges. Another, sleek black with an attached remote. Gods. My stomach

Then-

weighty, with a sparkling gemstone at the base. A matching

in the heavens are

to a foreboding tune. I

biggest one in the

silicone cock,

Thick. Veined. Heavy. Lifelike.

My breath hitched.

fingers twitched at my sides. Against my better judgment, I reached out, picking it up with my

last ridged vein. The blushed

the material felt just slightly warm to the touch when I hesitantly

The weight of it-heavy.

of

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my mind racing with

Kester plan to do

rioted in my ears so much that I barely even noticed the door opening, and a

room.

half as big as mine,

flinched violently, with my heart beating so fast I

toy slipped from my hands, hitting the floor with a

My heart stopped.

turned toward

And there he was.

Kester.

casually against the doorframe, one hand in his pocket, the other unbuttoning the first

gaze followed the

eyes-forest green, dangerous-locked onto me with an

liquid heat curling

My throat went dry.

I called, swallowing

and uncomfortable

where I had my big stepbrother and these toys

was the weirdest thing

off the wall

eyes couldn't help but

off the