KASMINE."Why did you shut me out, Kasmine?" His voice wasn't angry anymore—it was low, almost broken, and it hit deeper than the yelling ever could. He dragged a hand through his damp hair, fingers tightening in frustration before he let them drop to his sides. "Why?"I scoffed. God, he was unbelievable."Why don't you go spend more quality time with your fiancée?" I snapped, crossing my arms over my chest. "Maybe she'll help you forget that I even exist," I said, holding his gaze and hoping I looked as serious as I wish I looked.His brows pulled together as if the words physically pained him. "It's not what you think, baby. Let me explain. Please—"The earlier I accepted this, the better for me. For us."Don't," I cut in quickly before losing my nerve. "Don't give me that line, Kester. Don't you dare try to fix this with sweet words and that look on your face.""Kasmine—""No!" I bit out, my voice trembling despite how hard I fought to keep it steady. "There is nothing to explain!
KESTER.The silence in my office was a strange kind of loud. Even with Lance droning on about the weekly updates, every word felt like a whisper slipping through a fog.It was becoming increasingly difficult to stay even a second without being around or seeing Kasmine.Fuck.It was all getting to my head, and I didn't know how much longer I could deal with this distance she was forcing on us.My heart kept beating at an unhealthy speed, and, fuck... I needed her like an antidote. I was gradually losing my shit."...So the farmers are requesting Keliud fertilizer to the previous one we used before," Lance finished a sentence he made that practically flew over my attention.I nodded slowly, rubbing the heel of my palm against my brow. "Get it for them."He paused. I could feel his gaze on me, like he was waiting for me to actually engage. But I didn't have the strength to fake it today.Hell, I hadn't slept properly. Not since I walked out of her room last night with her voice still ech
KESTER.I've been on my phone all fucking day.Texting. Calling.Putting out fires and lighting new ones.Ensuring everything was under control and went as planned while preparing for this damned dinner.Everything had to work out fine. And soon enough. Because the sooner it happened, the quicker I'd get back with Kasmine and fix what was shattering between us.I was losing myself. Slowly unraveling, I swear it.With the steps I have taken and with June's promise to me the other day, I was certain the engagement ring wouldn't sit too long on June's finger before I call it off.I also had other plans to make sure King Mellors would not be able to undo the help he was about to render now when I call off the engagement. All of that is in the pipeline.It was already time for the dinner.My least favorite hour tonight.I checked the time again on my phone, locking the screen before the image of Kasmine's naked body, which I was looking at moments ago, forced me to go into her room this mi
KESTER.I headed downstairs to join the others who were already chatting away at the dining.The table reeked of discomfort.My maternal uncle, Greg, was there—of course. Along with my father's cousins, Ralph and Vincent. The kind of men who wore expensive suits to hide the mediocrity clinging to their bones.Everyone I despised seated neatly around the table like some perfectly plated disease.Especially Uncle Greg.The man reminded me so much of my mother. Same passive-aggressive smirks. Same polished speech. Same Hazel eyes. The woman I hated. The woman I still, fucking tragically, loved. A contradiction I hadn't learned how to overcome yet.And what the fuck was Karina doing here?Family dinner? She wasn't family. She was an asterisk in this gathering.She wasn't family for fuck's sake!Jorja, bless her diplomatic little heart, had that signature 'ignore-it-all-and-smile' expression smeared across her face like it was waterproof. She was clearly committed to enjoying her evening,
KASMINE.I didn't want to be down here.God, I really didn't.Every fiber in me screamed to stay tucked away in the safety of my room, buried under the warmth of silence and solitude. But I threw that choice away the moment I glanced at my phone and saw his name lighting up my screen again.Jaden.I'd been ignoring his calls for days—pressing decline like a reflex, almost like breathing. He must've finally gotten the message because he stopped calling and started texting instead.Persistent bastard.And maybe whatever deity decided to touch him with a bit of remorse didn't quite finish the job — because despite the fact that he was trying to apologize for how our first date went, he still had that sprinkle of arrogance like a perfume he refused to wash off.It was... irritating.And oddly entertaining.But it was a good distraction reading his texts – a stupid, oddly timed, mildly amusing distraction in a world where everything else felt like it was rotting around me – because they ma
KASMINE."Let me go, Kester!" I managed to choke out, but my words barely made it past my dry throat. I clawed at his arm as I struggled against the iron grip around my throat.His body pressed into mine, caging me against the wall, heat radiating from him like an inferno.But it was his eyes—those eyes—that made terror freeze up my blood.Dark. Dilated. Ferocious.Unhinged."Kester," I gasped, my voice cracking, "you're hurting me!"His lips curled into a wicked, twisted smile. "Good," he murmured, as if that was what he wanted, as if my panic was exactly what he needed. "Good.""Please..." I breathed."What? Can't stand the beast you awakened?" He seethed, his words coming in a snarl. "Such a perfect performance tonight, Kasmine. Bravo."His voice was simmering with a madness that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. It was like I wasn't even looking at the man I knew anymore. This was something else—something unrecognizable and dangerous.His face was inches from mine, b
KASMINE.I knew we were both angry, volatile, simmering with tension that had been building for far too long—but it was different with Kester.I felt it when we were both caught in the moment last night, letting off all the steam that had been brewing between us for days now.I absentmindedly stirred the hot cup of coffee that had gone lukewarm, my mind drifting to what happened last night. My thighs still ached faintly from how rough it had been.Yes. I know. Call me selfish. Call me a monster. Because I let my big brother fuck me while his fiancé was sleeping alone in his room, wrapped in her pretty little lies and future wedding plans.But I needed that. I craved it. I didn't care about right or wrong. June had the rest of her life to play happy bride with him. I only had two days left before everything changed, before I'd be stripped from his life and forced to play someone else's puppet.So, yeah. I let him have me. And I took every second of it like a dying woman clinging to her
KASMINE.I hadn't even dropped the cup of coffee when a high-pitched, syrupy giggle broke the silence and nearly startled me into cardiac arrest.My body jerked so fast in the direction of the sound that the dizziness I'd been ignoring all morning slammed harder into my skull, turning my vision into a funhouse mirror. Fantastic. If the walls spun any harder, I might start levitating.Maybe it was finally time I stopped playing tough and visited the damn hospital."Look who I get the pleasure of meeting all alone in the kitchen!"Karina's voice was a little too loud and sweet, like poisoned honey—and her expression? Pure sunshine with a chance of lunacy. Too abnormal to be this cheerful so early in the morning.God. Was she high or something?She had that glittery-eyed, overenthusiastic vibe of someone who'd either snorted something very illegal or returned from making a deal with the devil. Or maybe she was the devil. Who could tell with her?Either way, I didn't have the energy for i
KASMINE.I kissed him back with every fragment of a love I thought I'd buried. His lips tasted like regret and desperation.When he finally drew back again, his forehead rested against mine. We were both gasping like we'd sprinted a hundred miles just to arrive at this mistake."Tell me it didn't mean anything," he said softly and brokenly. "Lie to me, Kasmine. Lie just once, and I swear I'll stop."I couldn't say it.The phone buzzed again.But all I could hear was the sound of his heart pounding under my hands.My lips trembled. "Kester…"His eyes clenched shut like the sound of his name on my lips was too much. Like it shattered him from the inside out."Don't," he whispered. "Don’t say it unless you mean it.”"I'm..."He didn't wait to hear it. He caught my mouth again, hungrier this time. One hand slipped from my cheek, the other one still securely curled around the side of my neck. I heard the gentle clanking of his belt coming off.“Kester…” I managed, gasping between kisses, “
KASMINE.I was equal parts disappointed and happy.I opened it.Jake:"Hey, babe. Noticed something weird in my system. Same bug showed up on yours, too, two weeks ago, remember? I think it might've spread from Kester's since they are all in the same proximity. All three systems were on the same network recently, also. Mind if I check his, too? Might be safer that way."I blinked at the message. Then blinked again, because… what?First off, what the fuck was he doing at the office? It was past eight PM on a Saturday.Me: "Jake, what are you doing at work? It's a Saturday night."My thumb hovered over the screen as I added another message."Also… what do you mean by 'same proximity'?"I pressed send and leaned against the marble sink counter, exhaling slowly.The phone buzzed again.Jake:"I forgot my wallet in the office yesterday. Came to pick it up and decided to run a couple of quick checks on the system. My antivirus flagged something weird. I remembered your PC lagging earlier th
KASMINE.I got worse as the sun went down. At first, I thought I felt this sick because it was just a few more hours left for Kester to seal his fate with another woman. But as the clock ticked away, I realized it wasn't just emotional.It was physical, too.By the time I finished getting dressed for the occasion, my hands were trembling. My vision swam in and out of focus. Every little movement I made felt like wading through wet concrete.Claire had offered to stop by. She said she'd braid my hair and fix my lashes just the way I liked. But I told her we'd meet at the venue instead. I hadn't seen her since our last conversation about Kester—and after everything she told me... I didn't know how to face her.Didn't know how to face myself.Didn't even know what I was still angry about… I was exhausted.The moment I stepped into the car, the motion made it worse. My stomach twisted. My hands turned clammy. My head pulsed behind my eyes like a second heartbeat.Something was wrong.On o
KESTER.It felt like death was licking at my heels.The sky outside had been brooding all day—clouds thick and grey. Fitting perfectly with my mood. Almost like the universe knew it, too, that this wasn't a celebration. This was like me attending my own funeral.My room was quiet and tense. The kind of silence you feel in your gut.Norlan was seated at the edge of the couch, his palms pressed together and his eyes distant. He looked like he'd just walked out of a car crash. And truth? I didn't look or feel any better.I stood in front of the mirror, fixing my tie with fingers that wouldn't fucking stop shaking. Each tug felt like it was tightening a noose around my own neck.Fuck.I'd never been this nervous in my life. Not even when I was wrongly diagnosed and taken to the psychiatric ward years ago. Not when I gave my first speech in front of the board. Not even when I kissed Kasmine for the first time.This was different.This wasn't nerves. This was my body revolting. My heart kne
KASMINE.I hurried to the front door to get it.Finally, one normal person who isn't part of the whole drama in my life decided to pay me a visit.Claire.It was a Friday morning, and instead of dragging ourselves to school like every other week, Claire and I had made other plans. Shopping. We were hunting for my birthday dress and maybe—if we had time—a dress for the engagement party tomorrow.Anything to take my mind off things. Especially after watching the news clip I found on Instagram over and over again where June spoke about Kester and their love story. Repeating, again and again, that the deal her father made with him had nothing to do with their engagement. That Kester earned it.I could hear his voice behind every line.He had made her say those things. And desperate, infatuated June would gladly walk barefoot across thorns if it meant pleasing him."Let me grab my phone—uhm, just sit. I'll be right back," I told Claire after a quick hug. Her smile was soft and tired, but i
KASMINE.I hadn't even dropped the cup of coffee when a high-pitched, syrupy giggle broke the silence and nearly startled me into cardiac arrest.My body jerked so fast in the direction of the sound that the dizziness I'd been ignoring all morning slammed harder into my skull, turning my vision into a funhouse mirror. Fantastic. If the walls spun any harder, I might start levitating.Maybe it was finally time I stopped playing tough and visited the damn hospital."Look who I get the pleasure of meeting all alone in the kitchen!"Karina's voice was a little too loud and sweet, like poisoned honey—and her expression? Pure sunshine with a chance of lunacy. Too abnormal to be this cheerful so early in the morning.God. Was she high or something?She had that glittery-eyed, overenthusiastic vibe of someone who'd either snorted something very illegal or returned from making a deal with the devil. Or maybe she was the devil. Who could tell with her?Either way, I didn't have the energy for i
KASMINE.I knew we were both angry, volatile, simmering with tension that had been building for far too long—but it was different with Kester.I felt it when we were both caught in the moment last night, letting off all the steam that had been brewing between us for days now.I absentmindedly stirred the hot cup of coffee that had gone lukewarm, my mind drifting to what happened last night. My thighs still ached faintly from how rough it had been.Yes. I know. Call me selfish. Call me a monster. Because I let my big brother fuck me while his fiancé was sleeping alone in his room, wrapped in her pretty little lies and future wedding plans.But I needed that. I craved it. I didn't care about right or wrong. June had the rest of her life to play happy bride with him. I only had two days left before everything changed, before I'd be stripped from his life and forced to play someone else's puppet.So, yeah. I let him have me. And I took every second of it like a dying woman clinging to her
KASMINE."Let me go, Kester!" I managed to choke out, but my words barely made it past my dry throat. I clawed at his arm as I struggled against the iron grip around my throat.His body pressed into mine, caging me against the wall, heat radiating from him like an inferno.But it was his eyes—those eyes—that made terror freeze up my blood.Dark. Dilated. Ferocious.Unhinged."Kester," I gasped, my voice cracking, "you're hurting me!"His lips curled into a wicked, twisted smile. "Good," he murmured, as if that was what he wanted, as if my panic was exactly what he needed. "Good.""Please..." I breathed."What? Can't stand the beast you awakened?" He seethed, his words coming in a snarl. "Such a perfect performance tonight, Kasmine. Bravo."His voice was simmering with a madness that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. It was like I wasn't even looking at the man I knew anymore. This was something else—something unrecognizable and dangerous.His face was inches from mine, b
KASMINE.I didn't want to be down here.God, I really didn't.Every fiber in me screamed to stay tucked away in the safety of my room, buried under the warmth of silence and solitude. But I threw that choice away the moment I glanced at my phone and saw his name lighting up my screen again.Jaden.I'd been ignoring his calls for days—pressing decline like a reflex, almost like breathing. He must've finally gotten the message because he stopped calling and started texting instead.Persistent bastard.And maybe whatever deity decided to touch him with a bit of remorse didn't quite finish the job — because despite the fact that he was trying to apologize for how our first date went, he still had that sprinkle of arrogance like a perfume he refused to wash off.It was... irritating.And oddly entertaining.But it was a good distraction reading his texts – a stupid, oddly timed, mildly amusing distraction in a world where everything else felt like it was rotting around me – because they ma