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Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 355
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Chapter 358 And I swear he treats "smile" like a cursed word. I wonder if he had ever checked up on the meaning of "smile" in his dictionary. Or maybe his dictionary just skipped that page entirely. Or, perhaps he thinks the word only existed for aliens? And his aura? You ever walked into a room and felt like you were drowning in cold ash? That's what being near Saint felt like. He didn't breathe power. He crushed you with it.

He fucking held my gaze until I almost looked away. There is no way in hell I'd ever be able to stand in the sroom as him and that strange Beta of his! I could almost think they were lovers. Yeah, right. Because, If that was pure, innocent friendship, I'd rather run with rogues.

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They were unnaturally close they were and too in sync. Otherwise, how could a man be so close to his best friend to the point of fucking the swoman at the stime? They shared women like they were blood and wine. Fuck.

They called it brotherhood. I call it fucked up.

And now Norlan wanted those two in my territory? Not happening. They were both lunatics! "Look, I know the last tyou crossed paths, it almost turned bloody," Norlan said carefully, "But this isn't about you two playing alpha dicks. This is business. You pay him, he gets your Luna back. Fast and efficient. He's the best in this field." I turned to him slowly, my jaw tight. "You know what he is, Norlan. He's me, if I gave up the last pieces of my soul.

"Not happening!" I yelled, running desperate fingers through my hair, "They are lunatics! They can't go a week without sticking their cocks into the swoman! It's like a ritual to them! They are abominable!" I knew I was blabbing nonsense, but, fuck me, anything to keep away from Saint. What an irony of a nfor one who is the direct opposite of who a Saint should be! "You have an issue with what they choose as their fetish, or you want your Luna back?" Norlan snapped, "I can't help you from here. And even if I wanted, I don't have all my resources at hand, and I can't trust my boys to do as perfect a job as Saint's organization would." I heaved a sigh, slowly shaking my head.

"I've already contacted him. Sorry. He'll be here in nine hours. That should be enough tfor you to stitch your ego back together.” Norlan said, and I swear to fuck, if not that he was in a hospital bed, I would have punched him at this instant.

"What the fuck? I'd rather shave my balls with a rusted blade than let Saint anywhere aroundor Kasmine! My fury knew no bounds.

"I told you," Norlan said, "This isn't about you anymore." "Call him. Call it off. I don't give a fuck how much it costs I'll find her myself. I'll start with Kex, and I'll burn the whole damn chain down from there.” I roared and walked out on him without sparing him another glance.

1/2 Chapter 358 Author's Note:

As we near the end of this story, I'm beyond excited to finally introduce you to Alpha Saint. He is a character who is anything but your typical Alpha. Saint is a storm waiting to be unleashed. His story is dark, raw, and unlike anything you've read before.

More details about Alpha Saint's full book will be coming up soon next.

and trust me, you won't want to miss what's coming

I've also posted a snippet on my FB om page - Velvet Desires.