Their Secret Obsession by Pippa Moon

Chapter 0228

"Brother." Kane's voice boomed from behind me, causing my momentary smile to drop from my lips.

"Or not." I muttered, throwing the drink back in one gulp and sliding the glass across the counter to the bartender. My eyes lowered to the glass in his fingers and then to the bottle, glimmering with hope.

"Another productive day, I see." Kane grunted as he took the seat to my right. I refused to raise my eyes or meet the pointed stare he was surely pinning me with.

"Is SHE coming home?" I asked, leaning over to tap the rim of the glass to get the barkeep's attention.

"Not yet." Kane sighed, his hand reaching out to push the glass just out of my reach. Closing my eyes I swallowed the anger I felt brewing and instead leaned over to the bottle the barkeep had tucked on the other side of the bar and lifted it to my lips with a triumphant smirk.

"Then I am only just getting started, brother, so either join me.. Or fuck off." I growled, hoping for the latter as I lifted the bottle to my lips and took a sizable shot of the sour-tasting liquid.

"Cut him off." Kane's voice was shrill and starting to sound as whiny as Connie's. I debated telling him so, just to piss him off, but honestly, I couldn't even be assed to insult him. He, after all, was the reason I was miserable and forced into a life I did not want.

my lips curling around my gums at the meaning behind his question. Had I bothered to show her any attention, given that she was my mate, and I was MEANT to give two shits about her? But I honestly couldn't be arsed with her either. The pair of them

making sure to pop my P, just like Lottie did. The familiarity had my heart aching, but it

pointed out as if the

brother. I couldn't help but register how tired he looked, how he had seemed to

I don't.

with a shrug, refusing to let Kane's misery affect me. The bastard brought it

the bottle before his face. As you can see. I am busy, if taking that

it?"

doesn't want me to do it. She wants to spend time

We don't always get what we want, brother. Unless we are called Kane, of course."

think I want this?" He asked, his voice rising enough for those around us to start to pay attention. Shrugging,

the bottle