Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 174

Chapter 174

But June stepped in my path.

"Kester," she murmured, tilting her head slightly, her voice dripping with something that made my patience snap.

She was an inconvenience. A fucking obstacle standing between me and the only person.

that mattered.

My jaw clenched. My fingers curled around the fabric in my hands.

"What is it, June?" I bit out, my voice colder than ice.

She didn't move.

Her head tilted slightly, lips curled into something that was meant to be inviting.

But I wasn't fucking invited.

"I spoke to my father," she started, her voice too soft and coaxing.

I didn't react. I just stared at her, waiting for her to move the fuck out of my way.

"He's eager to help you, Kes." She called that name, and it sounded foreign. It only sounded better when Kasmine called it. "And he said we could discuss it over dinner when

we return."

That made me pause.

grip on the pajama fabric

because her lips curved even more, and before

downward, and my

wanted

I held still, barely keeping myself in check because I needed to hear the rest. I needed. to know exactly what her father had said and how

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Chapter 174

I let her talk.

I fucking hated that I had to let

silence as permission to press closer. The scent of her perfume hit me, floral and sweet,

purred. But he wants to meet in person. He says it's best to handle matters like this with

then. I managed, and she

be glad to see how happy we are together, Kester," She whispered, standing a fraction of an inch away from me, her chest brushing the hard ridge

Her hand moved lower.

low for

me. Touch me, Kes... You've never touched me before. I'll

get you to..." She pleaded, her breath warm against

wrong. And when her

something snapped.

moved fast-too fast for her to

the wall, my

wide, her fingers clutching at my wrist while

growl, my fingers tightening just enough to make sure she fucking understood. "Don't ever