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..."

moaning his name, Kasmine. So loud. So desperate. Like a porn star who didn't

over, bile rising up

violated. Humiliated.

to fight back. I looked for something... A loop in her

voice barely holding. "How could he have

made up. She was just saying this to make me hate Kester some more. But she had failed. Or so I 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

further does your cluelessness go, baby?" She cooed, dragging out the last word like an insult. "Don't tell me you never noticed the hole carved into the wall

My stomach lurched,

like she was spoon-feeding me with poison. "The one beside your closet? Just opposite your bed?" She asked one at a time, almost like she was giving

buckled. I staggered, barely catching myself on the corner of the bedframe. My

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my heart? I couldn't even hear it anymore-it was

not true. He'll never... He..."

like I

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

him. The way you moaned his name like a bitch in heat.

it."