Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 288

June tilted her head, clearly savoring the way the blood drained from my face.

"Yeah," she said slowly, as if feeding the horror to me one syllable at time. 'He's been watching you, Kasmine. For months. Even years. Every time you undressed, every time you cried, every time you touched yourself thinking you were alone..." She made a little tsk with her tongue, smiling wider. "You weren't."

There was silence.

"No," I whispered, shaking my head, my eyes stinging. "No. He wouldn't-he couldn't-"

"Oh, but he did. June's voice was triumphant. "And do you know how I found out?"

She took a step closer as if she were offering me a bedtime story.

"One of those days when I was here. He'd left for the office. I was bored. And stupid him, he left his laptop open. I thought-why not? Let's poke around. Try a password or two."

Her lips curled, wickedly amused. "Wanna guess what the password was?"

I didn't answer.

She chuckled. “Kasmine. Your name. Isn't that just precious? Not mine. Yours. Even though he's supposed to be my fiancé." She sighed with mock sadness, then leaned in. "Once I got in, I found everything. Hours of video footage from your bedroom. He'd clipped some of the best moments. Labeled them. Some of them were just you walking around naked. Sleeping in a tank top. Other

times..."

name, Kasmine. So loud. So desperate. Like a porn star who

over, bile rising

felt violated. Humiliated.

in me wanted to fight back. I looked for something... A

less than three months ago," I said, my voice barely holding. "How could he have watched me for years?" I asked, hoping that was a loop in her

thought until she tilted her head and gave me a pitying, theatrical sigh. Her hand moved to her hip, standing akimbo like a teacher waiting for her dumbest student to finally solve the

She cooed, dragging out the last word like an insult. "Don't tell me you never noticed the hole carved into the wall of your room back at the

My stomach lurched,

one beside your closet? Just opposite your bed?"

myself on the corner of the bedframe. My legs were fucking jelly.

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couldn't even hear it anymore-it was just this iolent, silent thudding

"That's not true. He'll never... He..." I

gasped dramatically and clutched her chest, mocking me like I was a toddler who'd just

"How then do you think I saw both of you fucking on that cursed dinner night, huh?" She asked,

everything, Kasmine. The way you kissed him. The way you moaned

it."