GoodNovelChapter 273 Chapter 273 KASMINE.
Kester wouldn't even understand all of this: I was the only one who truly saw the edges of this madness. The only one who knew how deep this pit went.
So I had to be the one to save us.
Even if it shatteredin the process.
After the call with Mum, I sat in silence for a full minute, or maybe two, revisiting and replaying the entire conversation in my head. That woman would hang herself if she ever found out aboutand my brother. I dragged my feet off the bed in a slow, robotic movement. It felt like a puppet dragging its own strings.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI ignored the sharp, hot pains I felt between my thighs. I bit down a cry, my fingers curling into the bedsheets, I felt so bruised and sore.
That monster must have fuckedwhile I was unconscious.
My mouth tasted of salt and acid, my stomach twisting so tight I thought I might vomit.
I would just hurry to my room, grab something to wear, and disappear again before he returned from the office.
I was halfway to the door, clutching the oversized hoodie I'd just yanked from the bottom drawer - the bastard had actually leftnaked. I hope he had his fill because he won't findever again.
My bare feet scuffed against the cold floor, but I screeched to a stop when the door creaked open. My heart seized.
What was he doing at home? I thought... I thought he had gone to the office or something.
He stood by the door... Shirtless, sweaty, hair a mess like he'd just finished a workout or cback from running the entire damn city on foot. A tray of food was balanced easily in his hands, and that goddamn wide, warm smile was on his face like everything was normal.
"Sweetheart," he said, his voice all silk and gravel, rich with satisfaction. "You're awake." My eyes locked on his before flicking to the tray. Eggs, toast, and scut fruit. He even poured orange juice. The fucking audacity.
My body trembled from the sheer rage crawling up my throat. I could feel it pulsing behind my eyes. I wanted to scream. I wanted to throw something at him. Hell, I wanted to kill him! I sucked in a sharp breath, "Why the hell did you drug me?" He blinked once, then let out a lazy exhale, strolling toward the table like we were just having searly morning lovers' spat.
"I had to," he said, setting the tray down without looking at me. "Would you have followedhif I hadn't?" 1/2 Chapter 273 I stared at him, stunned.
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He turned slowly, leaning back on the table, arms crossed over his stupid, sculpted chest. There was a sheen of sweat on his skin. He smelled like musk, like heat, like everything that had always madeweak-and I hated it. My knees almost buckled from it. I wanted to crawl out of my own skin. "You're fucking insane," I whispered in a shaky voice. Then, my voice grew louder and uglier. "Why did you..." My voice broke, but I swallowed hard, "While I was unconscious-
He raised an eyebrow. A flicker of amusement swirled in his expression. "You fuck you wear why didn you were asleep?" He asked with a scoff. His tone was dry and casual as if he were confirming a dinner reservation. He knew that word was always heavy in my mouth whenever I was addressing him. It was the one word that never fit on my tongue unless it was him forcing it there. Asshole.
And then, as if the explanation was obvious and I was slow to grasp the logic of his world, or like I was asking him why water was wet, he gavea cruel, lopsided smile. "Because you were too irresistible," he said, voice drenched in undiluted lust. "Like candy just lying there. And now..." His gaze slid down my body in a way that made my skin crawl. "You're mine. Lown you. I can do whatever the fuck I. want with you." The words hitso hard, like a slap across the face.
I didn't think. I just charged.
The hoodie slipped from my hand as I lunged at him, my fist cocked, aimed for his jaw. I didn't care if I broke something. I wanted to see blood. I wanted to split his lip open and scream until his ears pled.
But he caughtfast and effortlessly.
His hand wrapped around my wrist in midair, stopping the punch inches from his face. His grip was like steel. His eyes darkened as that lazy smirk dropped.
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