Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother novel Chapter 289

Chapter 289

1 straightened, wiped the tears If my cheeks with the back of my hand, and let out a long sigh.

“You know what?” My voice was calm. “Go ahead. Spread the fucking videos. Share them with the world. Leak them to his precious board members. Post them on the damn moon if you want.”

June blinked, her smile faltering.

“Let’s see how long it takes before Kester finds you, june,” I continued, my eyes locked on hers. “Let’s see how fast he rips you limb from limb. And when he’s done, there won’t even be ash left to identify your body.”

I stepped toward her slowly, “You really think I’m scared of a desperate, washed–out woman who spent her best years throwing herself at a man who never gave a single fuck about her?”

She opened her mouth, but I didn’t give her the chance.

“No matter how much makeup you wear, no matter how many times you get your hair done or show up uninvited with your tits pushed up to your collarbones–you’re still just that desperate, pitiful woman everyone gossips about. You think people respect you? They don’t. They pity you. They laugh behind your back. You’re a fucking joke, June.”

Her lips trembled. Her hands clenched at her sides.

“Let me spell it out for you. He never loved you. He only used you. You’re invisible. Just a buzzing fly he can’t be bothered to swat. And you were too dumb to read it. And when the Moon Goddess dropped me in his lap, you became obsolete.”

She flinched at my words.

“What?” I scoffed, lips curling. “You really thought helping him win your daddy’s support would buy you a permanent seat at his table? Make him indebted to you?” I shook my head, “No matter what cards you think you have to play, Kester is always, always ten times ahead of his opponents. And you? You are now his opponent. And I’d make sure he deals with you as one.”

“Shut up,” she snapped, her voice breaking.

“Truth hurts, doesn’t it?”

“Shut up!”

I smiled coldly. “Yeah. That’s what I thought.”

Her eyes flashed. “You’re-”

“No. You’re pathetic,” I snapped. “You begged me to talk to my brother. You cried over him like a sad, broken little girl, even though you knew he was fucking his little sister. And the whole time, you knew he didn’t want you. What does that make you? Pathetic,

June.”

She looked like she’d been slapped again. But this time, the sting wasn’t physical.

“You want to paint me as the whore?” I took a slow step forward, the fire in my chest finally finding its shape. “Be my fucking guest.”

June blinked once. I saw the flicker in her eye–like she didn’t expect me to fight back. But I wasn’t just broken. I was burning.

“But here’s the thing, June Mellors,” I said, “I got the man without even trying or begging. I didn’t have to lick his boots the way you did. You threw yourself at him for years and still ended up alone Heck, he made you suck his cock just to get me jealous. He

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made you get on your knees like a trained bitch, June. And you did laugh.

You obeyed like a loyal, pathetic pet.” I let out a mocking

*Poor, poor June.” I clicked my ongue. “What now? Gonna run to Daddy and cry? Maybe he’ll write you a check for your dignity. Assuming you ever had any.”

I shook my head slowly, my eyes narrowed and dripping disdain.