Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

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.

So unprofessional. I told them no physical harm. But they went

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

realizing the game I

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. I’m here

cocking my head slightly, like I was genuinely impressed. “But that’s alright. Some

rot.”

—-

and some nails for crucifixion. You’re expecting something cinematic. Bat to the

“No. I’m not

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

he saw it, his jaw

women like animals in cages.” I nodded toward the contraption. “So, I

tried to spit through

laughed. “No, no. That comes later. First, let’s talk about

and slowly walked around the cage. The silver bars pulsed with heat – lined inside and out – just

transgressions, Nagel.” I paused. “And yet,

again, my voice turning soft but lethal, “I

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breathing turned ragged