My Stepbrother 38

y Stepbrother 38

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KASMINE

The universe had already cursed me for my sins–I was sure of it. How else could I explain this torment? This unbearable, all–consuming need with no relief in sight?

I couldn’t concentrate on anything. Not the pile of work in front of me, not even Jake’s constant questions about how best we could commumicate now that I no longer have secret phone.

I had ignored him. But a part of me felt terribly bad about it. He deserved an answer. He deserved my attention. But I barely had the presence of mind to spare him more than a few nods, Guilt clawed at the edges of my thoughts, but it wasn’t strong enough to override the fire burning beneath my skin.

I needed a release. Desperately.

My body was on high alert, and the slightest hint of contact with a man made my body tense, my core tightening with anticipation that had nowhere to go. The simplest things–watching a man roll up his sleeves, hearing the deep timbre of a voice–sent sharp jolts of arousal straight to my center. It was unbearable.

I considered slipping away to the restroom, locking myself in a stall, pressing my fingers between my thighs just long enough to take the edge off, but I was too worried. What if I was interrupted again? I wouldn’t survive. another interruption. I needed more than a hurried, desperate release.

I needed to be alone. I needed the time and space to let myself fall apart.

Tonight. I’d lock the doors this time as soon as I got home. No distractions. No interruptions. Just me, my aching body, and the pleasure that had been so brutally denied me

Kester was nowhere to be found as soon as we arrived at the office. A part of me felt relieved about it. Otherwise, I would have been tempted to go to him to finish up what he started earlier. And I was sure he’d have made me beg for it.

I was still lost in my own thoughts, fingers mindlessly flipping through a folder on my desk, when I heard the door creak open. I didn’t bother looking up at first, but the sound of footsteps made me glance up.

Jake stood there, a small bag in his hand, his lips curving injo a smile as soon as our eyes met.

Something about Jake had always been soft in a way that made me feel… safe. And his eyes… Always warm and earnest. It always made my heart melt when I looked at him

I smiled back at him, forcing and wishing the smile looked as genuine as I wanted it to look.

“You seemed a little out of it earlier,” he said in a light voice, but I caught the trace of concem beneath it. “Did I do something? Because if I did, I-

“No,”

“I cut in quickly, shaking my head. “I’m just a little tired, that’s all.”

His shoulders relaxed slightly. “Good,” he exhaled, then gestured toward the bag. “I, uh… I got you something. Well, two things, actually.” He announced happily.

My curiosity sparked, and this time, my excitement wasn’t forced. I reached for the bag, pulling out a small, delicate box. My fingers trembled slightly as I opened it, and the moment I saw what was inside, agasp left my lips.

A bracelet.

Not just any bracelet–it was intricate, dainty, a silver chain adorned with tiny channs that glistened under the soft office lighting. A crescent moon, a star, and my heart clenched–a small, elegant “K” dangling between

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them.

“Jake?” I giggled, looking up at him as he stared at me lovingly, “You shouldn’t have…” I traced my fingers along the design, my smile growing wider.

My chest tightened, an unexpected warmth spreading through me. It was beautiful. Thoughtful.

For a moment, I forgot all about my worries. I loved gifts and surprises, which was why Kester made it a duty to give me lots of gifts when we were growing up. Those were the best days of my life.

“You like it?” Jake asked hesitantly.

I swallowed hard, blinking quickly to fight the prickling sensation behind my eyes. “I love it. It’s so beautiful,” I whispered, voice barely steady.

He smiled, eyes crinkling at the comers. “I saw it and thought of you.”

I swallowed past the lump in my throat… That warmth again. The quiet affection in his voice, the way he looked at me like I was someone–not a possession, not a challenge, not something to be conquered, but someone he saw.

Jake had always been like this–sweet, attentive. He noticed things about me, remembered the little details most people overlooked. And yet, even as I told myself this was what love should feel like, I couldn’t stop myself from thinking that Kester never had to notice. He just knew.

He knew me so well that you’d think he had a manual of my creation. He always knew.

‘Stop. Stop it, Kasmine!” I scolded myself for the unintentional comparison as I shoved the thought away and reached for the second gift.

A phone.

I glanced up at him, confused. “Jake…”

“You need one,” he said simply, leaning against the edge of my desk. “We need one. I don’t like the idea of not being able to reach you. It kills me.” His hypnotizing blue eyes searched mine lovingly, and I felt every worry I had dissipate.

I exhaled shakily, my fingers brushing over the sleek surface of the device.

“I already put my number in there,” he added, “But, Kasmine…” He leaned in slightly, his expression turning serious. “You need to hide it properly this time. Don’t let him find it. Who knows what he might do to you if he ever does.”

Something about the way he said it made my stomach tighten. And, yes. He was correct. Kester would do the unthinkable to me if he ever found out, and I feared to accept the gift.

I nodded either way, gripping the phone a little tighter. “I will.”

He let out a small breath, his fingers drumming lightly against my desk, a telltale sign of his nerves. “Listen, about Sunday…

I tilted my head. “What about it?”

A small smile played at his lips, but there was something nervous about the way he ran a hand through his dark hair.” “I was thinking. After the surprise I have planned for you, maybe we could spend the rest of the evening together. Just us. I don’t know. Maybe drive out of town and find some quiet place, away from-” He paused, eyes flickering toward Kester’s empty office before looking back at me. “Away from everything.”

Jake had always had this way of making me feel like I could escape, even when I knew I couldn’t.

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“I’d love that,” I said, and for the first time all day, I mean it.

His shoulders relaxed, “Good,” he murmured, and then his voice dipped slightly, just enough to make my heart stutter. “I just want to spend so much time with you that it hurts… You’ve occupied my mind, my thoughts… I just wish we had more time together.” He stepped closer to me receiving the bracelet from my hands as he wore it around my left wrist.

“Because Kasmine…” His fingers traced the K carved on my new bracelet as he looked at it absentmindedly, “I’m falling for you. So hard that I fear I might lose myself to you”

I sucked in a breath, my heart pounding so fiercely that I felt it echo in my ears. “Jake…” I whispered his name, the syllable trembling on my lips. A single tear slipped free, rolling down my cheek before I could stop it.

He caught it with his thumb, his touch achingly gentle. Then, without a word, he crouched beside me, his warm gaze searching my conflicted eyes as if looking for something–an answer, a sign, a teassurance that this wasn’t one–sided.

He stared for a moment too long that it sent a flutter straight to my stomach before he reached for me. His fingers curled behind my head, threading through my hair as he pulled me in for a slow, passionate kiss.

The kiss was slow, tender–so soft that it ached.

Jake kissed me like I was something precious. Like he wanted to savor me.

I let him. Even as something inside me whispered that this wasn’t enough. That I wanted more, needed more. A part of me longed for the kind of urgency that burned, the kind that left no room for hesitation.

The kind that only one person had ever offered

I silenced those treacherous thoughts. This was Jake. This was the man who cared.

And right now, all that mattered was making him happy.

So I kissed him back, matching his tenderness, letting him feel what he needed to feel.

I was scared for his life. If Kester found us in this position, even if I offered him my virginity on a platter, he’d never spare Jake’s life. But right now, all that didn’t matter.

Jake slowly pulled away, his forehead resting against mine, his breath warm against my lips. His fingers lingered against my skin as if he was reluctant to let go.

He finally said those words I had been waiting for so long to hear from him, “I think I love you, Kasmine.”

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Sara Lili

Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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My Stepbrother

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Status: Ongoing Type: Alpha 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.”