Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother novel Chapter 58

Chapter 58

KASMINE

I was waiting impatiently all morning to confront Kester about what I’d just heard, but he was nowhere to be found. I called, but his lines were unreachable.

He didn’t even step foot into his office after I left him outside when we arrived.

By the time it hit 1 pm, my frustration had hit its peak.

Jake wasn’t speaking to me

Not a single word.

He barely stayed in the office with me, slipping in and out like he couldn’t even stand being in the same space.

And for the first time since stepping into this building, I felt something close to panic.

Now, the frustration was warping into something worse.

Then, as if the universe had been waiting for my patience to snap, the office doors swung open.

1 looked up instantly.

Kester walked in.

My body moved before I could think. I shoved my chair back, the legs screeching against the floor as I stood, my heart slamming against my ribs.

My heels made it harder to walk as quickly as I wanted, but didn’t stop. Not for a second.

I stormed toward his office, my vision tunneling, my anger burning hotter as I approached.

I didn’t bother knocking.

Pushing the heavy door open with a force that rattled the glass panel beside it, I barged in.

Kester barely spared me a glance as he shrugged off his suit jacket, moving with the kind of slow, unbothered ease that only infuriated me further.

His dark eyes briefly flickered to me the way one might glance at a nuisance. A single, slow drag of his gaze.

He didn’t speak.

Didn’t even raise a brow.

That arrogant bastard.

“What the hell did you do?” I demanded.

He took his time, adjusting his cuffs and rolling up his sleeves as if this conversation was already beneath him Like my anger wasn’t obvious to him.

“You’re going to have to be more specific, little sister,” he inurmured, his tone as casual as if we were discussing the goddamn weather.

That only fueled the fire burning in my chest.

“Jake’s internship review.” My nails dug into my palms, my whole body shaking from the restraint it took not to throw something at him. “He got a report this morning saying his performance was unsatisfactory. He has to

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repeat his internship here for another three months. And I know that’s your doing.”

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Kester finally looked at me, his eyes holding the same detached amusement that always made my stomach twist. Then, he smirked.

“So? Be grateful that’s all I did to him.”

A slow, sickening dread curled in my gut.

“Be grateful?” I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper,

“Yes.” He exhaled, rubbing his temple like he was bored. Like this wasn’t a big deal. Like ruining someone’s future was just another day for him. “I could’ve done worse. He should count himself lucky. You should, too.”

“Lucky?” My breath hitched, my fury boiling over. “Why the hell can’t you just leave him alone, Kester? What is your goddamn problem?!”

His expression shifted–just slightly. The amusement faded, and something colder settled in its place.

“Because he touched what’s mine.” He bit out, glaring at me as if daring me to take this further than I already was. I whispered, “You’re being ridiculous.”

Kester tilted his head, his lips curling into something darker, uglier. “Am I?”

I forced myself to breathe. Forced myself to keep my voice steady, my anger from twisting into something that felt too much like fear.

“So what, Kester? You’re going to keep ruining his life just because he exists? Because he’s my friend? What’s next? Are you going to kill him?”