Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 102

KASMINE.

It all happened so fast.

One moment, I was standing outside the hospital, pacing around impatiently and looking at my watch. The next, a man was standing in front of me so suddenly, so quietly, hadn't even noticed his approach.

A chill slithered down my spine.

1 took a step back, instinct prickling at the base of my skull. He was tall and lean but built, his dark sleeves blending too well with the dimming afternoon light. And his eyes-hazel, cold, unreadable-fixed on me with a gaze that made my stomach clencli

Beneath the golden light of the sun, I caught the way his jaw tensed-strong, sculpted, like it had been carved from stone.

Something about him felt wrong. Not in an obvious, aggressive way. But in the quiet, insidious kind that made my pulse quicken for all the wrong reasons.

He had a dark aura that was both compelling and disturbing

Everything seemed a bit within my control until he spoke and called my name. Time seemed to stand still.

"Hello, Kasmine," He said, plastering a forced smile on his thin lips. A smile that barely reached his Hazel eyes.

How the hell did this fellow know my name?

A slow, unsettling smile curled his lips as if he enjoyed the momentary shock flashing across my face.

"Hi..." I replied, totally unsure as to how to feel. I moved to create a distance between us, but he stepped in front of me.

"Now, that's not how to treat a friend, Kasmine. Don't you think?" He chuckled, and my security consciousness spiked up by a thousand degrees.

"Who... Who are you, and how do you know me?" I asked, doing all I could to hide the tremor in my voice.

He smirked, tilting his head slightly as if amused by my question. "Kexandre," he said casually. "But most people call me Alpha Kex."

The name rattled through my skull, making my heart pound so hard I felt it in my throat.

Alpha Kex?

The man who had been making Kester's life a living hell. The one who had been pulling strings behind the scenes, trying to tear my brother apart, piece by piece.

He looked way too young to constitute the kind of nuisance I've heard about him. He was probably in his late twenties, just like my brother.

What the hell?

What was he doing here?

I didn't like the way he looked at me, like he wanted to devour me in order to send a message across to my brother.

No one had even told me why he was hell-bent on ruining my brother's business. And I didn't think this was the right place and time to even ask him such a question.

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stiff legs to move to create some distance. "Excuse me, Alpha Kex. I have somewhere to be," I said, my voice as

to leave, to put as much space between us as posse, but before I could take

A pasp

lips as he yanked me toward the parking lot, his fingers digging

exert effort, yet there

his muscles flexed beneath his sleeves, the ridges of his forearm tight with

ready to shove him off, but then he

move from you, and you

us would think we were just

had spent hours waiting for, leave her post. She was heading toward the hospital doors, ready

Shit.

tightened, his fingers pressing into my skin

murmured, his breath

hard. "Let me go," I

But he didn't budge.

want to hurt you, Kasmine. Just be calm," He said, his voice terrifyingly

managing to keep up, my heart pounding

break through

should scream, fight, or

aware of how easily he

the far end of the lot, tucked away from sight. The sunlight barely stretched into

then he

of the car with a force that stole the breath from my

or even process the situation, he took a step back, sliding his hands into his pockets like he had all the time in the

with something that made my stomach churn. He was looking at me. Not just looking-assessing, drinking me in like I was something to be

painfully aware of every inch of my

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wore jeans and a T-shirt

stared at me like I was standing there naked and exposed

His voice was totally smooth, almost conversational, as he tilted

I stiffened.

eyes traveled over me again, painfully slowly, like a prestator

brown hair, which was slightly tussled – not in a careless way, though. He was the kind that took

places. You photograph well, but I have to say-" He let out a small

crawled

palms flat against the

I was trapped.

trying to keep my voice steady

widened, but his eyes only darkened the more. "What I've

and the air suddenly

What did he mean?

pass on

Oh, no.

leaned in close enough that I could feel the heat

of his

it hinted at his strength and power-strained against the buttons

the kind of 'strong that came with absolute