Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Mated 317

Chapter 317

KASMINE.

It was a strange, dizzying feeling-like standing between sunlight and shadow. Elation laced with sadness.

For the first time, I caught a glimpse of the life Kester might have wanted if things were different in his world. And it was a bit tempting.

Watching him hand out the food exactly how I'd asked him to, did something to me. Something warm uncurled in the pit of my stomach, like morning light slipping through curtains. It shouldn't have meant so much. But it did. It really did.

Because Kester doesn't do things like this.

Not even if the Moon Goddess herself descended from the clouds and begged him.

So, the fact that he did it for me spoke louder than any love confession ever could.

Everyone has the ability to be human. It just depends on who is asking.

God, it was exhausting trying to figure out what I really felt

misstep and you mistake tragedy for romance. I didn't want to wake up one day and realize

to offer him my heart when what he truly needed was

see how much he claimed to love me. But his love was the

or easy. It wasn't the kind that wraps you in warmth and tells you everything's

No.

and possessive. A kind of fierce, consuming obsession that made me feel both treasured

made me

reach his elbow, did he really love me? Or he just had the aching need to possess something when everything else had always been out of his

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truth was that Kester almost never had control over his own life. All he had was control over other people and the situations. around him... He did everything within his power to ensure he stayed in control every

I know, his childhood was... sad and fragmented.

I always heard Mum and my late father talk

Kester's father and they

argued. Barely raised

to open up or answer any of my curious questions about it and why he and his