Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 258

Chapter 258

KESTER.

I didn't waste a single second. The moment Jorja spun on her heel, was right behind her.

She was fuming, and that said a lot.

Jorja valued image above breath itself. Her obsession with appearances had governed every move she'd ever made. She hated anything that would ruin her image or that of her family.

So, if she looked like she wanted to throw someone through a window, I knew the situation was beautiful.

No wonder Kasmine was really scared about our secret. With a mother like this? Shame was a goddamn religion.

"Good morning, Alpha," The five men greeted in unison.

I peeped outside and caught sight of two matte-black vans and a Hilux parked on the driveway.

A few more men flanked the vehicles, securing the perimeter. And, of course, a curious audience who wouldn't miss the spectacle for anything in the world had begun to form.

The icing on the cake? The news reporters were here to cover the spectacle. I'm certain her mate, Alpha Wes, would have a wonderful time watching his beloved mate and accomplice being escorted to the rehab center in a grand style.

Oh, the triumph!

"Good day, gentlemen," I replied after accessing them, "Lance?" I turned to the leader of the group, one of my loyal acquaintances. The kind of man who did things by the book but knew when to let me rewrite the book entirely.

He inclined his head slightly, just enough to acknowledge what others wouldn't see-the understanding between us.

I didn't need to ask why they were here.

Karina's world was about to implode, and I was the one holding the detonator.

"Where is Karina?" I turned and asked my father, who looked like half his empire was about to crumble.

Aha. I recognize that look. He had it on some eleven years ago when men in these same uniforms stormed into our home like a damn hurricane and dragged me out in front of everyone.

difference? Mine was a little vague and less damming. Simple sin of not being able to fully control my

Hers was

drug addict who couldn't even maintain her vices quietly, parading her disgrace like a badge and dragging our

into the room

Her voice

of tone you'd use when asking why the milk's out of date, not why

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Perfect.

Maybe you should tell us why they are here, Jorja

Her lashes fluttered

Karina asked again, this time with a nervous laugh tacked to

reached into his coat pocket, and

authorization, we're here to carry out a mandatory substance abuse test-on account of multiple

Dead silence.

curled

A scoff.

www.

The fucking audacity.

kidding me," she said, arms folding across her chest like she was some pissed-off

tapped the screen

Boom!

There it was.

Photo One.

to her waist, thighs smeared with god-knows-what.

like she'd been punched

clench his jaw

But Karina?

brain refused to register that the girl on the floor was

Photo Two.

Her eyes were wide, pupils blown. A smudge of lipstick running down her chin. She

like a