Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 329

KESTER.

I sat in the living room, hunched over the controller, with my eyes glued to the TV screen as the video game blared through the speakers when I heard Dad's car in the parking lot.

They were here.

I had already rehearsed this moment over and over in my head like a scene from a movie, and I was certain I'd do even better than how I had it planned out in my head.

Ignore them. Don't speak. Don't look. Just keep your eyes on the TV nd pretend they don't exist.

Simple.

I turned the volume up a notch.

I heard giggles.

They were already a happy family without me. But it wasn't new to me. Whoever the little girl who'd now become his new daughter was should be happy she met the monster when he was in his pretentious era. She probably thought she'd just won the jackpot. Got herself a daddy

I couldn't wait for her to learn how wrong she was.

The front door creaked open.

I didn't even turn to look.

The maids followed behind, dragging in glossy suitcases and fancy bags with golden zippers. The heavy luggage was carried upstairs.

I could feel them stop behind me but I kept my gaze focused on the game, pretending I didn't hear the tiny exhale Dad always made when he was trying not to lose his temper.

"Kester," he called, clearing his throat.

But I didn't move.

"Kester," he tried again in a firmer tone.

I still said nothing. He didn't deserve a reaction.

There was silence... And then, snap!

from my hands, the plastic digging into my

body gong stiff, with my head turning

looked him dead in

back like he was daring me to speak, his jaw twitching like it

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low ang light voice, 'Greet

I didn't blink.

New mother?

swap my real Mum out for a

slowly turned my head to the woman standing beside

Jorja.

at me. I guess she thought I was some kid who could be won over with a plate of cookies and a

Kester," she said, all

smile made something

was a cardboard cutout. Maybe she was. Because I only saw her as a background prop in the nightmare my

as a

heard someone else speak... Someone I

was soft, clear, sweet,

snapped sideways, past

voice sparked

blinked when my eyes rested on

girl who had saved my life

burned like I'd

heart, the one I thought was

It ached.

all my defiance... Everything just came crumbling

sat cross-legged on the floor, her eyes glued to one of those bright, squeaky cartoons kids her age. seemed to love. I

hope

been trying so hard to get close to me these

Always smiling, alwamet

damn gummy bears and weird-shaped cookies like that was enough to make me

with her

she could offer

of warmth I needed.