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My Stepbrother 402

My Stepbrother 402

Stepbrother 

Chapter 402 

KASMINE

Was it okay to say I was a bit nervous

Yeah. It was

I wasn’t a virgin anymore. Heck, Kester was the one who disvirgined me. I was carrying his babies, for God’s sake! So why the hell was my stomach doing flips knowing what was about to happen 

tonight

The bathroom door slid open, and Kester stepped out, water still dripping from his skin. My em followed the trail broad shoulders, hard chest, those deep grooves that dipped into his hipsand 

no towel

My heart stuttered. My throat went dry

I shifted on the bed, trying to sit up, but his smirk told me he’d noticed the effect he had on me

There is no need, Mine,he said in a rough voice, I’ll meet you there.He took excruciatingly slow steps toward me, and I let out a nervous smile. My thighs pressed together on instinct

We’d had a long day. We attended to a lot of visitors and congratulations, but Kester made sure I didn’t overwork myself one bit. The moment he sensed the tiniest bit of exhaustion on my face, he 

brought me back in to rest

When he reached the bed, he climbed over me, bracing himself on his elbows so his weight didn’t 

crush me

You sure about this?he murmured, lips brushing the shell of my ear, his warm breath soothing my 

nerves

Yes, love. I am. Make me yours tonight,I said

His eyes searched mine for a beat, his jaw ticking like he was holding something back. I’ll be gentle. If you feel uncomfortable” 

I’ll tell you,I finished for him

That was all it took for him to close the gap, his lips finding mine. The kiss started soft, almost like 

he was afraid I’d break if he took too much too soon

I didn’t even realize I was holding back until he pulled away just enough to whisper, Let me in, baby.” 

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Chapter 402 

The way he said it made my insides twist. I parted my lips for him, and his tongue slid in, gently claiming all the corners of my mouth

This was the most sensual kiss I’d ever had in my life. And I’d be damned if I say I wasn’t turned on

Heat pooled low in my stomach. My hands found their way up his damp back, my fingers dragging over hard muscle

He shoved one knee between my thighs, pressing exactly where I needed him, making me gasp into

his mouth

That gasp cost mehe swallowed it, deepening the kiss until it felt like he was drinking from me

His right hand slid up under my nightdress, big palm dragging heat over my stomach before finding my breast. He cupped me hard, thumb flicking my nipple until it peaked under his touch

KesssMy voice cracked

Fuck, you’re softhe muttered against my lips, before dragging his mouth down my jaw and biting my neck, hard enough to make my hips jerk against him

Fuck, MineYou’re already shaking for me.” 

His mouth was back on mine before I could breathe, devouring me like he’d been starving for weeks. I moaned into him, my fingers digging into his damp hair and yanking him closer

His tongue moved with slow, torturous strokes

His hand slid from my breast down my stomach, fingers brushing dangerously close to where I was already throbbing for him. He made sure to drag it out until I was practically writhing under him

KesterI moaned. God, I sounded desperate

He loved it. I could see it in the smug, dangerous glint in his eyes. Call my name again, baby.” 

Kester” 

HmmThat’s my girl” 

His fingers finally slid between my thighs, pressing against my dripping center. My hips bucked, but 

he pinned me down with his weight, controlling my movement

My Stepbrother

My Stepbrother

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Status: Ongoing Type: Native Language: English
My Stepbrother

Synopsis : My Stepbrother

Kasmine’s world shattered the night she witnessed her stepbrother, Kester Hamilton—the Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack—murder an innocent man in cold blood. What began as a normal evening in the woods turned into a nightmare that would haunt her forever. The man Kester killed was no threat; he had only been talking to Kasmine. Yet Kester justified the murder by claiming the man tried to force himself on her.

Trembling and terrified, Kasmine confronted him, refusing to believe his twisted explanation. But Kester’s demeanor remained disturbingly calm. He didn’t show an ounce of remorse. Instead, he scolded her for being dramatic and tried to drag her back to the party, as if nothing had happened. When she resisted, he unleashed his Alpha command—a power no wolf could defy. Under his control, Kasmine’s will crumbled, and she obeyed him like a puppet.

As she returned to the party—ironically, Kester’s girlfriend’s birthday celebration—Kasmine’s heart broke. The brother who once protected her now scared her more than anyone else.

Her mind drifted back to her childhood, to the days when Kester had been her hero. After her father’s death, her mother remarried Alpha Kade Hamilton, Kester’s father. At the time, Kester was fourteen and Kasmine was only seven. He took her under his wing, treating her like a precious little sister. He brought her gifts, defended her from bullies, and made her feel safe. To everyone around them, Kester was the perfect big brother.

But as Kasmine grew older, that “protectiveness” became something else—something dark and possessive. By the time she turned sixteen, Kester had started isolating her from others. He didn’t allow her to have male friends, and even her time with female friends was limited. He wanted her attention, her trust, and her presence—all to himself. It became suffocating.

Now, at twenty years old, Kasmine had no boyfriend and barely any social life. Every time she tried to rebel, Kester reminded her that she should wait for her fated mate when she turned twenty-one and got her wolf. Her parents saw his control as love and protection, never suspecting how toxic and obsessive it had become.

After witnessing the murder, Kasmine was emotionally destroyed. She couldn’t eat, sleep, or think straight. The image of the lifeless man haunted her. Luckily, she only had to see Kester on weekends, since he was busy running both his pack and his billion-dollar company—Zamford Technologies. But even from a distance, his control continued. He had bugged her phone and laptop, monitoring every message and call. There was no escaping his watchful eyes.

Trying to focus on her studies, Kasmine pushed herself to attend her final year of college. She was preparing for her internship, and for once, she felt hopeful. She had submitted three company choices, deliberately avoiding Zamford Technologies to stay away from Kester. Her best friend, Jake—a guy she secretly liked—had applied to the same companies. She dreamed of being placed in the same one as him. Maybe then, away from Kester’s shadow, she could experience normal life, maybe even love.

That morning, she rushed to campus, still hopeful about the internship results. At the school entrance, she met her best friend, Claire, who looked visibly upset. Claire confessed she had been posted to J&F Technologies. Her disappointment wasn’t about the company—it was about Kester. Claire had nursed a crush on him for years and had listed Zamford Technologies in hopes of working near him. But her wish had failed, and she’d lost her chance.

Trying to comfort her, Kasmine asked about her own posting. Strangely, Claire didn’t answer, avoiding her eyes. Confused but impatient, Kasmine dragged her to the information board. Her heart raced as she scanned the list, looking first for Jake’s name. He was placed at Plush Technologies—one of the options they’d chosen together.

Excited, she searched for her name next, praying to see it under the same company. But her excitement quickly turned to dread. Her hands trembled. Her breath caught in her throat. There, beside her name, was written: Zamford Technologies.

The world seemed to tilt around her.

It couldn’t be real. There had to be some mistake. How could she, of all people, end up at her stepbrother’s company—the very place she’d tried hardest to avoid? Panic rose in her chest as the realization sank in. Kester must have done this. Somehow, he had found a way to manipulate her placement, ensuring that even in her professional life, she couldn’t escape his grasp.

Her mind flashed back to his piercing green eyes, his dominating voice, the way he’d ordered her around after committing murder without remorse. Now, he would have full control over her again—for hours every day. There would be no hiding, no breathing space.

As she stood frozen before the board, Kasmine felt her fragile hope for freedom crumble. She had spent years yearning for the day she could make her own choices—turn twenty-one, find her fated mate, and escape Kester’s suffocating hold. But now, destiny—or rather, Kester’s manipulation—had pulled her right back into his world.

And deep down, she feared that this time, she might not make it out alive.

Themes and Tone:
“The Alpha’s Obsession” explores the darkness behind overprotective love, the trauma of control disguised as care, and the pain of being trapped by someone who claims to love you. The tone is tense, emotional, and suspenseful, building a deep sense of dread as Kasmine realizes that every path she takes leads her back to the same monster she once called “brother.”

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