Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 390

Chapter 393

KESTER.

I watched with admiration as Norlan took over from me. We had to multitask so we could beat the time.

So, while I take care of Nagel, he’d quickly carve a rough I TOUCHED WHAT’S NOT MINE on Kex’s back.

I turned to the next offering.

Now, it was Nagel’s turn.

The muzzle stayed locked over his mouth. It was a tight silver lattice that blistered his jaw and left angry welts across his cheeks.

I crouched in front of him with my elbows resting lazily on my knees, like I was just watching some dying animal twitch on the side of the road.

“Comfortable?” I asked.

He growled, and I tapped the top of his head. Let him keep that fire. I wanted to see it die slowly.

“I’m sorry… for the bruises.”

He looked

up,

confused.

told them no physical harm. But they went against my instructions

inflicting physical injuries like this on you would truly have been perfect,” I whispered. “But then I realized something…

realizing the game

die,” I said, with a smirk so dry it hurt. “Well, I want you to remember this, Nagel. I’m not here to punish a man.

murmured, cocking my head slightly, like I was genuinely

rot.”

—-

nails for crucifixion.

in close and whispered. “No. I’m not here to hurt you,

stepped back and smiled, tilting my head toward the door, and a huge, metal cage made of steel bars, which were silver–laced, was rolled in by six hefty men. It was too small for a man to sit up in. Just wide enough

he saw it, his

the contraption. “So, I

spit through the gag.

That comes later. First,

the cage. The silver bars pulsed with heat – lined inside and out – just enough to sting

Nagel.” I paused. “And yet, you still have

turning soft but lethal, “I considered taking one of

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turned ragged and

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