Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

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 through gritted teeth,

throat parched. "Kester..." My voice came out hoarse,

more than a rasp.

beside me on the bed, fingers threading gently through my hair. "You're finally awake," he murmured as if we hadn't just almost gotten into an argument and

just—” He exhaled,

though even that small effort made my body protest. "I asked for it,” I admitted, my lips curling faintly. "Didn't know I wouldn't be

expression

thumb still tracing soothing patterns against my

them not to disturb you today," he said.

nodded, too drained to say

while before

you find

wasn't fooled. There was a tightly coiled restraint beneath

he was holding back with sheer force of will.

someone else who had made

to

my spine at the topic he decided to choose

have to talk about this eventually, but why did it have to be

were still in the Maldives,"

his hair, his

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"Fuck."

Then, he turned his gaze back to me,

calm, his fingers still threading through my hair, but the edge beneath his words made my breath hitch. "You didn't

tell me about

controls his anger needs to be

anger was

that was the

You've been really busy lately, Kes. Your mood that day-when Mum

too sour. I couldn't bring myself to

there was not even a crack in his expression. He just stared blankly

me.