Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 170

Chapter 170

Swallowing the lump in my throat, I took careful steps toward him, and to my surprise, he hurried toward me and, in one swift motion, lifted me off the ground into his arms.

"Don't hurt yourself, Mine," he said, and I felt a pang of guilt hit my chest so hard.

He had inflicted injuries on June's beautiful face, yet he was so concerned about the same glass piercing my feet? In her presence?

As soon as he put me down, I turned to June and whispered to her, "Just go. I'll see you later." My words were accompanied by a silent plea with my eyes, and thankfully, she ran

off.

The hurt in her tearful gaze when she saw Kester lift me off the floor, would haunt me for a long time.

I wrapped my arms around his waist, pressing my cheek against his chest.

"Kester," I whispered, feeling the rapid beat of his heart against my ear. "Breathe. You're not breathing." I whispered, doing all I could to steady my racing heart.

"Your heart is racing too fast, Mine... Are you scared of me?" He asked, wrapping his arms around me in a hug. He breathed in my scent like a drug, exhaling slowly and repeating the motion again.

I let him.

It seemed to calm him down, so I let him take what he needed if it meant pulling him back from wherever his mind had gone.

"Are you?" He asked and I took in a deep breath.

“No, Kes,” I murmured, my fingers tightening in the fabric of his shirt. “I'm not.” I lied, and he knew.

"I'm sorry. She seems to always bring out the worst in me. That's why I never want anyone else around except you." He said, and I felt the tension slowly bleeding out of his body, his muscles losing that tight coil of restrained violence, and his breathing became more

controlled.

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pressed

promised you I wouldn't. But I

to pull away, but he held on, arms

slightly. I'm

1. to. It's June."

grip tensed, his muscles bunching again like a storm about to

added, "But it's fine. You can do that

a pause. Then, slowly,

hand lifted, fingers brushing along my jaw before trailing to the side of my face as he looked at me

Gods. Those eyes.

dark with anger but burning with something else... Something that always

he looks at

always takes everything in me to hold Kester's

you, Kasmine,” he muttered like it was a truth carved into his bones. A fact

change. "I love

say anything. I

he didn't seem to expect me

his head

deep. Slow. Like he was

this to go beyond the kiss.

done

are you holding back?" His

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