Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 160

Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 160

KASMINE.

"Oh, heavenly goddess! Kasmine!" June's voice rang with relief as she threw her arms. around me, squeezing the air from my lungs. "I'm so sorry you had to go through all that."

I let her warmth settle over me, trying not to think too much about where she had been last night. But I felt better to see her looking lively today. She was happy, and I found myself wondering what they had done the previous night. She hadn't slept in her own designated room.

Yeah, I know how that sounds. Like I'd spent the night stalking her, right?

Well... I kinda did. Not in a creepy way, though. Just... checking. Checking if she had returned after going to "talk" to Kester.

I didn't make the mistake of sneaking to Kester's door. He'd sniff me and come running into

my

arms like a lost puppy. I didn't want that. I wanted the night to be all about June. But... Had they only talked? Slept quietly? Or....

No. I couldn't think about that.

It shouldn't be my concern if they fucked. They were meant to get married soon. They'd be doing that often. That was what couples did. And soon, it would be normal for them- so normal it wouldn't even be a thought to worry about.

bitterness rising in

forcing a small smile as I pulled away from the hug. "But Mum must never know

had some space in it to contain some of the chocolates Jake had given me

of the best I'd had in a long time. There was

hand to her heart in mock solemnity. "Your secret is safe with me,

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yellow floral dress stopped mid-thigh, the soft fabric hugging her figure just enough to remind me

look at twice, just to make sure they hadn't dreamed

I were to ever stand with her in front of a beauty judge, I was certain I'd only blend into the wallpapers of the courtroom. that's if courtrooms ever

loose curls to frame her delicate face. And as I took her in,

hot and unwelcome.

was beautiful to a

at her the way he sometimes looked at

like him should

sucked in a breath, pushing the thought aside, shoving it

that knew better than to ask questions

stuffing absentmindedly into my bag. "Can I

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she tore it open with a

bite, her lips parting around the

shiver curled