Semua Bab Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother: Bab 61 - Bab 70

KASMINE.I almost laughed out loud each time Kester's words came playing in my head.Was he crazy?He was beginning to take this way too far, and I was worried.I placed a trembling hand on my chest to stop the erratic rhythm of my heart.How dare he say I'd carry his child? I was his stepsister, for crying out loud!I rolled my eyes so hard I was sure the people beside me had noticed by now. A few had already cast curious glances in my direction, probably wondering what had me twisting in my seat, muttering under my breath like a lunatic. But I couldn't help it.At that moment, I realized I wasn't wearing the necklace Kester asked me never to take off.A wave of cold dread rolled over me as my fingers flew to my bare collarbone.No. No, no, no.I had taken it off earlier—to try on the jewelry we bought from the mall. I had meant to put it back on, but in all my distractions, I had completely forgotten.Kester would be mad if he found out.I heaved a sigh, looking at my wristwatch. It

KASMINE.The water was cool against my skin, soothing the ache between my legs, but it did nothing to calm the conflict raging inside me.Kester fucked me like it was the last day on earth.I floated, weightless in the pool, my limbs exhausted, my thighs trembled, my core pulsed with an ache too deep to bear.I got the release I so craved, but it didn't stop there. I had lost count of how many times I had cummed, but this sex-god didn't stop. And he wouldn't have stopped if I hadn't begged him to.I had begged, cried, screamed—yet it hadn't been enough for him. All that mattered to him was Imprinting his seal of ownership on my very soul —like he was staking a claim so deep, I'd never be able to rid myself of him.He had taken more. Demanded more. Owned more.I was beginning to think that my brother might have a problem... His sex drive was so high that it was becoming a concern to me. Now, I was getting to a point where I got worried when he got aroused. Especially after what had hap

KESTER.Silence sat comfortably between us after we were served our meals. The food was nothing more than a prop. It was obvious none of us were hungry after all, for different reasons.For me, I had no appetite—not for this. My hunger lay elsewhere, in the warm embrace of my obsession, the one who filled my every waking thought, the one who left no room for anyone or anything else.I couldn't wait to get this over with so I could return to the arms of my Kasmine. She had clouded my mind so much that I couldn't think straight without her.For Claire, it was different. She couldn't meet my gaze for more than a second without her cheeks flushing, her throat working as she swallowed nothing but nerves. The way she fidgeted, tucking strands of hair behind her ear, running her fingers along the rim of her glass—pathetic.Was this the part where I engaged her in little, meaningless conversations and let her tell me unimportant things about herself? Things I don't give a fuck about?The absu

KASMINE.Today, of all days, seemed to be the day every driver in Chicago wanted to win the award for being the slowest driver ever to live.I was too eager to get home, and the tiniest form of traffic or misbehavior from these drivers seemed to grate on my nerves.After what seemed like an eternity, we were parked in the garage, and I hurried out of the car with excitement, forgetting my earlier worry about June being at home.Whenever Kester said he had a surprise for me, it was always jaw-dropping and it made my heart flutter and ache at the same time.My heart fluttered because he was making me feel like a real woman... But the ache in my heart was due to the fact that all these – whatever we thought we were doing – would never last. It was never meant to be. And that's why I allowed myself to enjoy the thrill while it lasted. And so far? It's been a roller-coaster.I pushed the front door open and marched inside, oblivious to the person who was sitting quietly in the sitting room

KESTER.I hadn't slept. Not even for a second.I almost lost it. But I didn't because it was Kasmine, after all. She's the one thing that keeps me tethered. My antidote.If it were anyone else, I swear, I'd have taken their heads off by now. The maids would be scrubbing the blood off the marble floors already.I had been lost in thoughts all the while she was sleeping on me. Her soft snores broke through the static in my mind, calming my racing heart.It's always been this way for the past five years now. Her very existence is my calm.She tames my demons, even without her knowing. Little wonder I kept taking her belongings and stacking them up in my room over the years.But that fucking slap... Her hurtful words...It broke something in me.I felt it snap the moment her palm met my face.For one breath—for one fucking second—I saw red. She had no idea how hard I fought it. How much it took to keep my hands at my sides when every instinct in me screamed to remind her who the fuck I wa