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.

on the pajama fabric tightened

have noticed because her lips curved even more, and before I could react, her hand was on my

downward, and

touch. I wanted to rip it

rest. I needed. to know exactly what her father had said

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Chapter 174

I let her talk.

I had to let

her perfume hit me, floral and sweet, so unlike the intoxicating wild scent

step in for you," she purred. But he wants to meet in person. He says it's

then.

see how happy we are

Her hand moved lower.

too low

me. Touch me, Kes...

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

fucking wrong. And when her lips brushed

something snapped.

moved fast-too fast for

against the wall, my hand wrapping around her throat and pinning

gasped with her eyes wide, her fingers clutching at my wrist while

voice was a deadly growl, my fingers tightening just enough to make sure she fucking understood. "Don't ever touch