Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 408

“You look… beautiful, princess,” he murmured, forcing another smile.

I bit my lip, trying to hold it together. “Thank you, Dad.”

He gave my hand a gentle squeeze.

I looked ahead and locked gazes with Kester.

Everything else blurred.

He was standing there at the end of the aisle, dark suit fitting him like sin, his broad shoulders squared, and his jaw set in that way that made him look carved from something forbidden. And his

eyes… God, those eyes rooted me in place.

Obsession. Admiration. Possession.

It was all there, glinting like wildfire.

He was looking at me like I was the only thing breathing in this garden. Like if anyone so much as blinked in my direction, he’d tear the world apart.

The closer I walked toward him, the hotter and darker his gaze burned.

My pulse pounded. My fingers tightened around Dad’s arm. By the time we reached the end, I could

barely feel the ground under my feet.

Dad placed my hand into Kester’s. His warm,hands swallowed mine, and he didn’t take his eyes off

me even to acknowledge Kade.

voice low

faintly. “I was

my hand and pressed his lips

locked on mine.

we only paid attention to each other, until

was time

to share your vows?” The

around mine as he smiled

place

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Chapter 408

for years. “Do you have any idea what it’s been like… wanting you the

gave a

day, I fought for the chance to stand right here. I fought your doubts, your fears… hell, I fought you. And I’d do it again. I’d go through every fight, every sleepless night, every moment I

one.”

jaw flexed, like he was swallowing back emotion. “I’ve fought battles for you… Some with my fists, most with my demons.

without hesitation.”

My throat closed.

in every way a man can claim

He noticed–of course he noticed–and his jaw

perfect,” he went on, his thumb brushing lightly over the back of my hand. “Hell, I’m not even good most days. I’m possessive, I’m jealous, I’m selfish when it comes to you. But I swear to you, I will use every ounce of that to protect you.

it was breaking and

lot of tears we’ll have to cry. We still have a lot to learn. And I am willing to become your raw clay… Mold

breathe anymore. His eyes

And when I’m gone from this world, you’ll still be the center of whatever comes after. I will never stop wanting you, Kasmine. I will never stop chasing you. I will never stop choosing you even if

–

my throat was so big I could

before everyone, I vow this–your life is mine to guard, your heart is mine to hold, your body is mine to