Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 148

Chapter 148

KESTER.

June's laughter followed after the silence.

I didn't react.

But I felt the slow burn crawling up my spine. It wasn't anger or fear. Just a quiet, dangerous fucking fury that pressed like cold steel behind my ribs.

"You think I'm stupid?" she asked, lifting her head, chin tilted with a smirk that told me she thought she'd won.

I didn't answer. I just looked at her.

"I've seen the signs for months, honey," she continued. "Hell, I saw the signs long before you can ever even imagine. But I said nothing"

I tilted my head just slightly. "What signs?"

She laughed again, slowly walking away from the table, pacing like she was giving a TED talk about betrayal. " Don't play dumb, Kester. You know exactly what the fuck I'm talking about.”

My silence was its own kind of answer.

She turned sharply. "You've been fucking your stepsister."

I didn't flinch. I didn't give her the satisfaction. But my hand curled into a fist by my side.

"I saw you," she continued, almost as if she was cutting herself with her own words but enjoying the pain anyway. "In your office. Her knees were on the fucking desk. Your shirt off. Her dress hiked up."

She stepped closer.

that wasn't

said nothing, but she kept

is a fucking hole on your wall that leads to her

I thought it was hidden in plain sight. But of course, she found it. And I hoped she enjoyed the spectacle of watching live

Like you'd burn the fucking world down just to touch her." Her voice dropped to a bitter murmur, "I loved

up at her. Her

me said I shouldn't. Even when I saw the tattoo on your back

you."

I was too exhausted to notice she was still in the room.

win you over," she said. "That once we were

I was quiet.

Chapter 148

love, June," I said

I loved you either way," She looked at

I shrugged, but something in my expression

No. No, Kester. If you so much as breathe about this to the press-if you even try the entire world will know that the great Kester Hamilton, Alpha of the

She leaned in.

your precious little empire will survive that? Her perfume was

slowly, then reached for the whiskey again

I've had more

this is a performance?" she hissed. "I sent that recording

everything inside me went still. And she leaned in like a fucking

to shake her

my ears came like a freight train. I didn't