Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 83

Chapter 83

KESTER.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" The disgust in my voice was thick enough to cut through steel. My grip on the door tightened as 1 stared at her-the absolute last person I wanted to see.

June had the audacity to smile, tilting her head like I'd just asked her to move in. "I'm happy to see you too, Kester," she teased, then reached down to grab her suitcase stepping forward like she belonged here.

I blocked the entrance. "How the fuck did you get this address?" My tone was colder than the ocean breeze.

June rolled her eyes, all mock innocence. "Your father gave it to me. He also gave me the go-ahead, actually. Thought you might need some... company." She exhaled, "What's the big idea? It's just you and your sister. Another presence - your soon-to-be wife won't kill."

My jaw clenched. That old man was pressing too many fucking buttons, and at this rate, he wouldn't live long enough to keep doing it.

June, oblivious-or maybe just too smug to care-shrugged past me and into the living room, spinning slowly as she took it all in. "Wow," she breathed, her fingers trailing over the edge of a sleek glass table. "This place is magnificent. I love it, Kester."

I stared at her with nothing but contempt. "Yeah? Shame it doesn't love you back." She smirked, unbothered, before dropping onto the couch like she owned the damn thing. "By the way," she continued, crossing one leg over the other, "your father told me about the Belinzo & Valor Lante collaboration. He said you needed help... and comfort." Her grin widened. "So, here I am-ready to give you both." She said with utmost delight.

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After exchanging numerous emails with my father, it was confirmed that June was staying for the remaining days of our vacation.

In his words: "She was just a necessary inconvenience."

That manipulating bastard of a father.

I was tempted to walk over to June and rip out her heart with my bare hands. She was a fucking parasite, leeching off my patience and pushing herself into my space.

I dialed Norlan's line, and it rang. Thankfully, the fucker answered the phone. He wasn't fucking a random girl at the moment. Shocking.

"I thought you'd be balls deep in a random girl. Didn't expect you to answer the call,” I said, leaning against the balcony railing, the cool breeze doing little to settle my irritation.

"And I expected you to be drowning in pleasure by now," Norlan shot back. "Two women with you over there? Come on, Kes, what are you doing?"

kill one of

He chuckled, "Kester..."

I don't want to kill her. She's already pushing me to

get it, man. But you can't just throw her off a cliff-no matter how tempting

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isn't a bear you want clawing at your back. You have to think this through," He said. Alpha Kes wanted one thing your stepsister. And since he couldn't have her because you said no to him. He'd do anything and everything possible to bring you to the ground. You know him already. And you know how

works."

Kasmine. "Why not

not my sister, Norlan!" I cut

said in surrender, "This thing you

go past this... It will always

game." I shot

will be

I said casually watching the moonlight

dead silent. Then, with slow realization, he

you mean?" He laughed, but it was uneasy. "Kasmine would never let that happen. You

I swapped her birth

phone, "That's some next-level

plan to take it even farther. You have no idea," I said. "Kasmine is my life. And I can't imagine a

followed was charged. I could almost hear the

said, dragging out the words like he was still processing, "that you've been fucking your sis... I mean... Kasmine, raw this whole time while she thinks she's protected?" A beat of silence." She's gonna kill you when she finds out, Kes." he sighed in

be too late," I

a low whistle. "You do realize she's meeting her mate in five weeks, right? What's your plan? Let her waltz into another man's arms while she's

fucking boil, and my anger rose to

to be called her mate." My hand clenched around the phone. "I'd kill

my sanity. But Norlan sure knew how to make me

of his forehead and rubbing his palm on his skin-cut hair, "Whatever you choose, you know I'm

in a

want to win this game, the

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