Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother novel Chapter 286

“Kester isn’t here,” I added, slipping my phone into my handbag, ready to walk out before everything around me crumbled.

“And who says I’m here for him? Hmm?” She hummed, her eyes glinting with the kind of mischief that made my heart beat faster as she stepped inside without invitation, her heels tapping across the ties like the ticking of a time bomb.

Her gaze swept over the room before landing on the oversized portrait on the far wall. She tilted her head with mock admiration.

“Oh?” she said, theatrically surprised. “We have one here, too?” She turned, lips curling. “Isn’t that just… precious?”

I exhaled, too drained to argue. “June, please. I’m heading out. If you would like to wait for Kester, that’s fine. But I can’t do this right now.”

I hadn’t eaten all day, even though I knew it wasn’t good for the baby. And the baby was punishing me for that.

I just didn’t have the appetite to eat with all that was going on around me.

“How can I stay in a house that’s infested with the portraits of another woman in my fiancé’s house?” She cocked her head to the side before dumping her handbag on the bed.

“Tell me, Kasmine,” She began. “How does it feel, knowing that I took you as a close ally, confided in you about my feelings for your brother, begged you to talk to him for me, and yet, you were busy fucking him amidst all of that?” She laughed, “You must be a really cold–hearted bitch.”

My heart screeched to a stop.

How did she know I was sleeping with my brother?

I cleared my throat, trying to sound innocent and unaffected, “I don’t know what you are talking about, June. The Moon Goddess decided to mate me with my brother. That’s not something I asked for. And it doesn’t give you the right to make… wild accusations.”

“What accusations?” She scoffed, “Is it still wild if I have proof?”

She took a step closer.

“Oh. He didn’t tell you? Kester? My fiancé?” She asked with an eye roll, “He didn’t tell you that I know about your little secret? And that I’ve been the one sending those anonymous texts to you?”

I frowned.

June had been the anonymous sender all along?

Oh, my God.

I almost lost my breath. I never expected it to be her.

“Did he also tell you,” she whispered, stopping inches from my face, that he took my virginity in college?”