Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 290

KESTER.

I swear to fuck, Norlan, if she ever lays the shadow of a finger on her ever again, your it have to look for another woman to loss, I seethed over the phone, feeling my fingers twitch with the need to hit something or somente. June

Norlan sighed on the other end of the line, stready exhausted by the mere his potential woman had become Rester. I'm grry 1 swear I'll talk to her

No. You'll call her to order, 1 snapped. Because next time, I went calling you ll be dragging her out by her fucking hair, and you and I both know, Notlan... I won't stop there."

Kester..."

I'm not an enemy June wants to keep. She won't stay alive enough to relish the idea of being enemies with me. Call her to order?

I didn't wait for his response. I dropped the call and tossed the phone on the desk with a hard thud, my law fight enough to snap

steel.

My pulse still hadn't slowed. I stared at the wall for a moment, rage burning at the base of my throat.

I wondered why he hadn't made the move on her yet, even after I gave him the go-ahead. If he takes too long, I'd be forced

drastic measures against her.

It would be a damn shame if a woman came between Norlan and me.

friendship to ashes if it meant protecting

making sure June never got

Kasmine again.

moment, breathing hard. Trying to shake off the instinct to go hunting for June.

tear the office apart.

had made me leave the

was eager to know the situation here in the office after I received a call from my security team that

it took to flip

to address Blaine and the spineless choir of cowards who had agreed to join him in creating a rebellion against me since he heard Kasmine

dressed in suits and self-importance- who'd sell their packs for half

deal with them appropriately this time. I guess I was too merciful with them during Karina's

circuses of fools, and amidst that, June had the effrontery to go to my house and

Fuck!

what mood colored her eyes, if she ever decided to cry... I just needed to be able to

on my laptop while I sat there pretending to give

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showed me press charts and revenue

because of the Moon Goddess' choice of a

didn't really care because I always had everything

walk into my room and lay

Not just metaphorically. Viscerally. Deep, arterial