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.

acting like the bastard was some kind of

my Luna and my unborn baby were in the hands of that

teeth so

without even looking at me, fingers still flying across his laptop while Karashi’s head whipped toward his direction like he was talking to

Fucking embarrassing.

cold as steel, like everything he said had been filtered through a

some errand boy he could order around, and I’ll

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me, he slowly lifted those dead eyes of his to size

held

aura, but, Saint and I can never ever tolerate each other, no matter what. He feeds on intimidation, and I hate being intimidated… And Saint didn’t intimidate

as fuck don’t cower for a man who walks like

the corridor,” Norlan cut in. “Last room on

him silence.

him out.

him to

asked when I was done

my head.

laptop and heading towards the door, “I’ll

of sitting down restlessly without

minutes without clinging to her master’s side. Spent the whole time

Saint didn’t ask for a private room because he wanted to take

had gone

Fucking hell.

to be

at him. “Let him

want around me,” I replied and walked off before he could

what these

the head of

my way back

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