Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 392

He was shaking. And the worst part? Ite wasn’t shaking because he was sorry, but because his soul recognized mine.

Predators know when they’re prey.

She said ‘Please.” 1 paused, “And what did you do?”

Silence.

1 got up and paced behind him, “Let’s give you something to watch,” I whispered, sliding the headset over his head and securing the straps “Don’t worry. Wi not porn. It’s better.”

One of my men handed me the tablet, and I eagerly clicked on ‘play.‘

Saint had done a great job stitching together the kind of videos that ruin a man permanently. He dropped every single one of them in my email.

Videos of Kex laughing as he raped multiple young girls, sneering as he handed these girls over to traffickers like meat to the slaughter, grinning bruised teenagers were dragged out of vans by men with dead eyes…

There was even a clip where he slapped a crying teenager and told her, “No one’s coming for you. Your father already sold you to me.

There was another where he bragged on the phone about bribes paid to officers, judges, and anyone who could’ve helped those girls.

Saint gave me the faces of real victims. Names. Places. Dates. Enough to build cases in ten countries.

The videos played, and I could see the many questions in Kex’s eyes.

“Wondering how these videos were gotten?” I scoffed and shook my head, “News flash. Tech has gotten a lot better these days.”

I had Baron roll a mirror in. Seven feet tall, chrome–edged, and clean enough to reflect your sins in 4K. It stood directly in front of Rex, angled just right every inch of his broken, bloodstained body stared back at him.

I wanted him to watch the trembling of his own shoulders, and the ruin of his jaw held in place by bones and stubborn breath. I wanted him to see the Rith behind his eyes, the crusted blood around his mouth, and the cowardice leaking out of him like spoiled meat.

look like

his ear. “All that power. All

brace, something between a sob and

one leg over the other, like he

and ready – crushed glass, the scalpel, a cauterizing rod already humming red at the

didn’t you?” I murmured, rolling up my sleeves. “Let me dull

him hard, until blood flooded his mouth. He sagged. And then I took the small steel spoon, scooped up the

and screamed through his nose. And I

Fucking satisfying.

glass scraped, dug/in, and shredded

writhed Aike it was trying to

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Chapter 392

manipulate, throw orders around, make retten deals, or even scream for help anymore.” I

it out while I held Rex’s

I made sure of it. The ketamine drip was balanced perfectly

the wound, he let out a sound I

fun part? He fucking

In the mirror.

And in perfect detail.

Blood sprayed from his lips. The stench of burnt flesh coated my nostrils like

hadn’t even

scalpel next. Perfect

That’s way too quick. You punish fingers by

you could get away with touching what’s mine? Let’s make

slowly, and peeled the

looked into the mirror with

I watched him watch it

made no sound anymore. Just gurgles. Gurgles and shudders. His eyes were wide open, fixed on the mirror like he couldn’t believe

But it was.