Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 178

Chapter 178

KESTER.

Fucking bitch!

I thought she was dead or something.

Why didn't she stay wherever the fuck she just crawled out from?

Rage curled through my muscles like a vice, my fingers twitching as I fastened my seatbelt.

"Kester... You have to breathe... You are too tensed," Kasmine said from beside.

I had booked the next available flight back to New York the second Lance sent that cursed message. Of all the goddamn problems circling me like vultures, Karina was the one I needed to deal with first.

"Kester. What's going on? You can talk to us," June asked. Her hand reached toward mine, and I recoiled like she was some disease-ridden mutt.

Instead, I grabbed Kasmine's hand, the one resting idly on the armrest between us. It squeezed, drawing in the warmth of her skin. Instantly, the chaos in my head steadied- just a little.

She calmed the storm in me always.

The hurt in June's eyes when I withdrew from her and took my sister's hand instead was sincerely insignificant. The last thing I gave a fuck about right now was her fragile little

feelings.

than necessary. Or, maybe

a mind to order the pilot to

did. My so-called fiancée

to make sure I didn't do something 'stupid,'

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words.

laughed under my

thing would I possibly do on a plane amide from murdering any

so far, no

what's going on, Kes? Her other hand

circles. She knew what she was doing. And

working.

felt lite am andhor I wouldn't let go of. And she let

nothing I can't handle.

loved about

felt like kissing her for being this caring, observant, and.... Fuck. She

too fucking good from

toward the other side of the aisle where June was still asleem her mouth slightly open. "Well, for starters, you could teach that one how to be awamur Maybe then she wouldnt puss out like

but she smothered

I muttered, shifting to press a kiss

convenience? Would it make you feel better?"