Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 90 Chapter 90 KESTER She was still standing there. She fucking stood like she could fucking fix me.

The fear in her eyes faded too fast, dissolving into something worse. Something sickly.

Concern.

What was she? Kasmine? My mother? Sfucking saint who thought she could putback together, piece by piece, like it was her duty? "Kester," She whispered, ignoring the blood dripping out of her face. She wasn't healing just yet. How would she heal when the pieces of glass were still in her flesh, and all the cared about was me? She should have been backing away, pressing her hands to her wounds, pulling the shards out-something, anything.

But no, She stood there.

She wouldn't move. Wouldn't cry. Wouldn't flinch.

I wanted her to flinch.

I wanted her to stop looking atlike that... Like she could still see something inthat wasn't already rotting Blood streaked down her cheek, down her arm, onto the floor-staining the fucking floor, Like if she tried hard enough, if she held on long enough, I give a damn about something other than wanting to tear her apart.

She reeked of rotten desperation.

A muscle jumped in my jaw. My fingers twitched. My skin borned, too tight over my bones.

"Take a deep breath..." She said, and, fuck! No one toldjune had beca therapist.

My breath shuddered out as I grabbed my phone from the table-fingers so tight around it my knuckles burned. And then- CRACK.

The phone hit the wall. Pieces of it rained to the floor.

"Get. The Fuck Out." I counted my words through gritted teeth.

I took a step forward, and her whole body tensed. The stupid, desperate look in her eyes flickered, replaced by terror.

Perfect "Otherwise, your corpse won't even make it hfor a funeral," I added coldly as I took another step, and she sucked in a sharp breath, her throat working "I'm.... I'm sorry..." She trembled so terribly.

I had lifted my hand to grab her by her throat when suddenly, the door slammed open.

"Kester!" Chapter 90 It was Kasmine.

Her voice shot through my veins like lee. I jerked, my momentum halting just before I reached June, my body locking up.

She was breathless, her worried eyes frantically taking in the room-the shattered phone, the broken glass, the blood, June.

Her lips parted, a tremor in them.

My ste My stomach dropped.

No. No, no, no I never wanted her to seelike this. Not ever. Not after the Last outburst I had when we were younger. I lost control and ended up locked away behind thick walls, under cold lights, with white coats monitoring every breath I took They poked. Prodded. Measured the depth of my supposed sickness like I was truly sick.

And when I'd given them what they wanted-when I smiled, when I nodded, when I played their fucking game- they signedoff as "stable." They thought I was better and that a little bit of therapy sessions would finally seton track. They thought that I had clawed my way out of the dark, but they had no idea...

And after a few weeks of therapy, everyone thought I had passed every test and evaluation and that I was fine. Little did they know that not only did I kill my therapist, I also drafted a report by her, stating that I was in a better condition.

I had walked out of that place, not healed or rehabilitated just better at pretending And now Kasmine was looking atlike she could see past all of the facades I had been putting up all these years Like she could see what lay underneath the mask I had carefully had on all along.

My hands curled into fists at my sides. My pulse pounded in my skull.

I never wanted her to be afraid of me.

Never.

KASMINE.

I barely breathed as I took in the wreckage of his room-the shattered phone, the blood, the tension so thick it made my skin prickle.

But Kester's looks scaredthe most.

"Kester..." I called carefully.

I didn't even know where to start. He was a trembling mess. His eyes were crimson red, and I could tell this anger wasn't just about whatever June might have done to him. She was only unlucky to have been there at the wrong tand probably said something she shouldn't say at such a time.

I tried to mask the fear and worry curling inside me. I didn't want him to think that I was afraid of him. I didn't want him to think I saw him as a monster.

+75 BORUS Chapter 90 Swallowing the lump in my throat, I took careful steps toward him, and to my surprise, he hurried towardand, In one swift motion, liftedoff the ground into his arms "Don't hurt yourself, Mine," he said, and I felt a pang of gullt hit my chest so hard.

He had inflicted injuries on June's beautiful face, yet he was so concerned about the sglass piercing my feet? In her presence? As soon as he putdown, I turned to June aid whispered to her, "Just go. I'I see you later." My words were accompanied by a silent plea with my eyes, and thankfully, she ran off.

The hurt in her tearful gaze when she saw Kester liftoff the floor, would hauntfor a long time.

I wrapped my arms around his waist, pressing my check against his chest.

"Kester," I whispered, feeling the rapid beat of his heart against my ear. "Breathe. You're not breathing." I whispered, doing all I could to steady my racing heart.

"Your heart is racing too fast, Mine... Are you scared of met He asked, wrapping his arms aroundin a hug. He breathed in my scent like a drug, exhaling, slowly and repeating the motion again.

I let him.

It seemed to calm him down, so I let him take what he needed if it meant pulling him back from wherever his mind had gone.

"Are you?" He asked and I took in a deep breath.

"No, Kes," 1 murmured, my fingers tightening in the fabric of his shirt. "I'm not." I lied, and he knew.

"I'm sorry. She seems to always bring out the worst in me. That's why I never want anyone else around except you. "He said, and I felt the tension slowly bleeding out of his body, his muscles losing that tight coil of restrained violence, and his breathing becmore controlled.

His forehead pressed against mine.

"I'm sorry I hurt her," he whispered. "I promised you I wouldn't. But I did. I'm sorry." I tried to pull away, but he held on, arms tightening aroundlike a vise. "Kester," I murmured, tilting my head slightly. "I'm not the one you should be apologizing to. It's June." His grip tensed, his muscles bunching again like a storm about to roll back in.

I quickly added, "But it's fine. You can do that later, okay?" There was a pause. Then, slowly, he exhaled.

He pulled away slightly. His hand lifted, fingers brushing along my jaw before trailing to the side of my face as he looked atintently.

Gods. Those eyes.

Still dark with anger but burning with something else.... Something that always burns when he looks at me.

It always takes everything into hold Kester's gaze.

"I love you, Kasmine," he muttered like it was a truth carved into his bones. A fact that would never change. "I love you more than life itself." Chapter 90 I didn't say anything. I just looked at him.

And he didn't seem to expectto say it back.

He just pulledcloser, lowering his head until his lips met mine.

The kiss was deep. Slow. Like he was trying to drag something out of

1 kissed him back half-heartedly, not wanting this to go beyond the kiss. Not with what he had just done to En that poor girl.

He pulled back just enough to mummur against my lips, "Why are you holding back? His fingers traced my spine. "Is this a punishment for what I did to June?" He read it off my mind.

I nodded slowly.

1. 1.

He scoffed, amused. "Okay," he said easily. "I'll apologize to her." Then, his smirk curled against my skin. His fingers tangled in my hair, pulling my head back just enough for his lips to graze my jaw.

"Can we fuck now?" Gods, the way he always said that word-low, shameless, filthy-sent heat twisting deep in my stomach.

But I refused to give in that easily.

"No," I said, enjoying the control I held over him. "After you apologize || He heaved a sigh and smiled. "I hope you'll be able to pay for this, baby," he murmured, voice dripping with something dangerous. "You're makingdo things I don't do." His lips brushed against my ear.

"And the price..." He dragged his tongue over my earlobe. His breath was hot and teasing."...is pleasurably painful.