Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 360

Chapter 363

KESTER.

The sluggishness at which this asshole was operating was grinding on my last fucking nerve.

What the fuck was he still doing, listening to that chew toy of his? Christ.

Karashi.

A textbook definition of pathetic.

And no, it wasn’t just me. Any sane person should be disgusted by women like her… always hovering around men like Saint like he’s the damn messiah. She’s the kind that sells both soul and spine for the barest crumb of attention. The type that thinks if she bends over far enough and swallows deep enough, one day she’ll wear the Luna crown.

Pathetic.

She reminded me too much of June.

Except June had the decency to pretend.

But, you see Karashi? No shame. She didn’t even care anymore when Saint ignored her even in public. I heard the bastard could fuck her for twenty hours a day and she’d beg for more.

He probably did.

Hell, I wouldn’t put it past them if she cleaned his shoes with her tongue in private, as long as it was his kink. The bitch would do it with pride. The way she clung to him like a leashless mutt, always one sneeze away from jumping his dick. Pathetic.

She gave her body freely to Saint, and he received it with both hands because that psycho was never satisfied when it came to women.

Karashi was always around him, ready to jump the moment Saint sneezed.

I could bet my father’s balls that Saint and his Beta had both had a threesome with her also. They probably made her bark, too.

Fucking disgusting!

“Calm yourself down, Kester,” Norlan muttered from beside me.

I almost swung at him.

like this since Saint stepped foot in my house, acting like the bastard was some

when my Luna and

so hard my

looking at me, fingers still flying across his laptop while Karashi’s head whipped toward his direction like he was talking to

Fucking embarrassing.

everything he said

boy he could order around, and I’ll be damned if I responded like a

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me, he slowly lifted those dead eyes

held

tolerate each other, no matter what. He feeds on intimidation, and I hate being intimidated… And Saint didn’t intimidate me. He might freeze a room with a glance, might make Betas piss their pants just by looking at them, but I’m not like the rest of

for a man who walks like the

corridor,” Norlan cut in. “Last

him silence.

Bail him out.

him to stew

much longer, Saint?” I asked when I

my head.

before dropping his laptop and heading towards the door,

course, after a few minutes of sitting down restlessly without her lifeline

fucking minutes without clinging to her master’s side. Spent the whole time twitching in her seat like her leash

what they were doing. Saint didn’t ask for a private room because he wanted to take a

gone

Fucking hell.

outside. He really wants to be by your

to look at him. “Let him wallow in his stupidity. I don’t want him around

around me,” I replied

room, if that’s what these bastards wanted to call

sitting at the

my way back

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