Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

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e. Please?" I said to my mum for the h

nd be freer around him, but I was wrong. He's been

e, your friends..." Mum said, trailing off again, probably talking to someone else in the background.

I hung up the call even

en as much as connect through a simple conversation, how much more build a connection w

e to talk t

devil, and

re doing here at Zamfo

into the office, which made me feel

was beyond shocked, but she t

Technologies! Can you believe t

ipulated your way here," I folded my arms a

with an eye roll, "Where is he?" She asked,

he would never love her back. He already had a fiance, and I b

ened, and the face of the man who made me uncomfortable with jus

en in my stomach. His forest green eyes bore into mine for a br

ng a sleek shopping bag, the doo

e for a moment, then straightened her posture as though trying to appear more po

soft voice as if his mere pr

even glanc

veryone in his presence feel like they were two steps behind him. The bag

n it when you're alon

I asked curiousl

once in your life, Kasm

rrassed. But before I could open my m

?" She

s head, his eyes finall

im. "The new intern. It's such an honor to intern in your company. I'

he didn't take it. Instead, he raised an eyebro

ay into my company?" he asked, hi

countenance as her outstretc

vously. This wasn't the

ly as he glanced at me briefly. "Get busy,

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e at how Kester had spoken to her. He knew her too well, but every

friend, for

g my brother had become. Then, my gaze rested

gotten al

words: "Open it w

tling about the way he said it and the way his gaze had lingered on me before he l

g felt lighter than it looked. Taking a deep breath, I slipped

ath hi

lace of a lingerie set, the kind you'd see

floral embroidery that looked scandalously suggestive. I

in again and pulled out two more sets-one was a daring black,

iful. And sexy. Far too se

rt of peace offering for being an ass to me for some d

en he bought these? Perhaps he bought them

rible sens

erie store seemed laughable as I imagined

o my shock, he was sitting at his desk, reclined in his chair, wa

mach d

up my neck and into my cheeks. His expression was unreadable, but the intensit

elf into? My brother was beginning

tched the bag in one han

his desk with an eye roll, "They are for June, are

crossed his sharp features. Then, he masked it with a calmness that only fueled m

hing incredulously, though the laugh came out more l

g at the corners of his mouth. "And why can't I? Is it

t sounds?" I asked incredulously, pulling the

by my rising irritatio

g as I stepped closer to his desk. "Why would you buy these

rkening slightly as his jaw clenched. "Does everything need a poi

trides until he stood close enough that I could feel the heat radiating off hi

swallowed my small one. My pulse quickened, and I co

, suddenly feeling like I

rmured, the word dripping with an intimac

d the air from my lungs. I d

. These are just lingerie. Not sex toys." The tone of his voi

words, 'sex toys,' made my heart slam against my ribs.

l and strained. "Okay. Thank you," I said, desperate to cr

dator watching its prey. I could feel my skin burning u

thankfully, the door swung open, breaking the tension between us. I

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