Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 380

Chapter 383

KESTER.

I swear to fuck, I was done listening to this prick while he choked my mate almost to death.

I was ready to damn every fucking consequence and storm toward him, rip his throat out and take Kasmine to safety, even if I ended up with a bullet to the heart.

But Saint spoke before I could make a move.

Just one line.

“You’re burning through your safehouses faster than your men can die, Nagel.”

And that stopped the fucker.

Nagel’s hand stilled just a little around Kasmine’s throat, his eyes snapping to Saint with interest.

“What the fuck do you mean?” Nagel asked.

to move cash?” Saint dropped down his rifle and tilted his head slightly, just enough to suggest he wasn’t pressed, as if he were having a conversation

continued, “And I’m the only person alive who knows who it is. I mean, the very rat who’s been feeding your ops to that Colombian handler you thought you paid

turning on each other. It was quick, but

you do,”

I know what they gave up. How much. To who. I can list names, routes, cash drops… even your last burner ID.

speak. But his grip on Kasmine loosened,

in the past six months? Wasn’t luck or surveillance. It was him. Or her. Maybe even more

watching anymore. This wasn’t a negotiation. It was a live autopsy, and

were reading a grocery list, and somehow that made it ten times more

fucking psychopath. No

“You’re bluffing,” Nagel spat.

house goes hot, or your brother’s convoy mysteriously explodes in Paraguay.” The asshole brought out a stick of cigarette and lit it casually before speaking

I know who it is. But if you kill her,”

One more inch and

But they didn’t.

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