Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 206

Chapter 208

Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 208

KASMINE.

"She doesn't need to be disturbed. Bring her breakfast here. Clean the room later." I thought I heard those in my subconscious.

My body ached, every inch of me sore and sluggish as if I had been wrung dry and left to mend on its own. A sharp ache pulsed through my temples, cutting off the remnants of

sleep.

My body felt so foreign.

The door clicked shut, but the sleep still kept me under until I heard another set of words from the same voice.

"Lock him up in the basement."

With those words, my lashes immédiately fluttered, forcing my vision into focus.

Kester.

He was strolling back into the room, bare-chested, wearing only his trousers, the dim morning light casting shadows across the ridges of his toned frame. He looked every bit the man who had unraveled me last night.

He had his phone in his hands.

"Who are you locking up in what basement?" I whispered, as that was all my voice allowed me to do.

My heart picked up speed at once.

I tried to sit up, only for a sharp, searing pain to lance through my thighs, my core, and my bones. A startled whimper escaped my lips as I collapsed back onto the pillows.

"Didn't I say you wouldn't be using your legs for two days, baby?" His voice was deep, edged with satisfaction.

"Who..." I tried to ask again, but he only smiled.

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yourself with, trust me." He dismissed my worry,

any

"But..."

nothing you should worry about." He said

swallowed, my throat parched. "Kester..." My voice came out

more than a rasp.

through my hair. "You're finally awake," he murmured as if we hadn't just almost

He

protest. "I asked for it,” I admitted, my

expression didn't quite reach

still tracing

to disturb you today," he said.

drained to say much

for a while before he

did you find out

There was a

storm he was holding back with sheer force

been this calm if it were someone else who had made him this angry.

have lived to see the

prickle of unease crawled up my spine at the topic he

about this

were still in the Maldives," I

ran a hand through his hair, his expression darkening before he muttered a

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"Fuck."

Then, he turned his gaze back to me,

date with him?" His tone was eerily calm, his fingers still threading through my

me about it.

physically controls his anger needs to be

anger was quiet.

was the most

lately, Kes. Your mood

I couldn't bring myself to anger you

not even a crack in his

me.

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