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Chapter 122

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 minute and bury my cock inside her until I felt sore and worn out.

She looked like a goddess of temptation in that photo that I had taken on the first night I took her virginity. Fuck. With those memories, I could die a happy man.

Who could have ever thought that I would be the one to take my little sister’s virginity after fantasizing about it for so long?

Fuck. My cock was already straining in my pants, desperate for a release. I was so hard that I could shatter glass with the tip of my cock.

I’d been tempted–more than once–to go upstairs, push open her door, and just… see her.

Touch her.

Maybe if we fucked, it’d fix whatever the hell cracked between us the last few days.

Maybe I’d hear her say, “I hate you,” but I’d know it meant “don’t leave.”

But I couldn’t.

I didn’t trust myself to face her.

Not when I didn’t have the words to explain why I had to do what I was about to do.

Why June had to be the public face–for now.

Why I needed this deal with King Mellors to push through first before I could finally call it off and return everything to its rightful place.

She wouldn’t understand.

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But she would soon.

Texhaled and turned to the mirror.

The black shirt I wore was crisp, the top button undone just enough to make the look feel effortless. I’d rolled op the sleeves halfway without thinking

But the ink on my arms stared back at me, reminding me of the one person whose thoughts I was trying so hard to Ignore for the night.

I ran my fingers through my hair.

“You’ve got this under control. I kept chanting like a mantra over and over again..

But a knock shattered the silence for me, and my breath instantly caught.

I froze.

For a split second, I thought it was Kasmine… Probably coming to curse me out. To slap me. To beg me. To pull me in by the collar and kiss me until the world outside stopped mattering

My pulse jumped..

Then the door creaked open, and my face turned sour.

June. In the black dress I asked her to wear. God, I never knew she’d take it seriously. This woman is something

else.

The disappointment hit me in the chest.

I turned away, jaw tightening, trying to keep the storm inside from spilling out

Couldn’t she just give it a rest? I was beyond disappointed in myself that my disinterest in this woman wasn’t obvious enough to make her question certain decisions she’d been making lately… Decisions like visiting unannounced and barging into my room whenever she wanted.

I was one second away from telling her to fuck off and wait downstairs like everyone else, but her next words stopped me.

“Good news, baby!” She chirped as she stepped in, her dress sparkling obnoxiously under the warm lights.

I swallowed back the irritation and looked at her over my shoulder.

“Go on,” I said flatly. “Say it.”

She beamed like this was the happiest night of her life.

She didn’t even see how tightly I was gripping the edge of the dresser. She didn’t see that I was already a thousand miles away from this moment.

Already?”

She nodded, eyes dancing. “He says he doesn’t need to wait till next month anymore. He’s ready to sign. That is

She paused, then added, “And I’m glad I’m the one beside you when it does”

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