My Stepbrother 132

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Chapter 132

KASMINE

I kissed him back with every fragment of a love I thought I’d buried. His lips tasted like regret and desperation.

When he finally drew back again, his forehead rested against mine. We were both gasping like we’d sprinted a hundred miles just to arrive at this mistake.

“Tell me it didn’t mean anything,” he said softly and brokenly. “Lie to me, Kasmine. Lie just once, and I swear I’ll stop.

I couldn’t say it.

The phone buzzed again.

But all I could hear was the sound of his heart pounding under my hands.

My lips trembled. “Kester…”

His eyes clenched shut like the sound of his name on my lips was too much. Like it shattered him from the inside

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“Don’t,” he whispered. “Don’t say it unless you mean it.”

“I’m….”

He didn’t wait to hear it. He caught my mouth again, hungrier this time. One hand slipped from my cheek, the other one still securely curled around the side of my neck. I heard the gentle clanking of his belt coming off.

“Kester…” I managed, gasping between kisses, “You need to–your engagement party…” I said, but he didn’t stop.

His hands found the hem of my gown, fingers dragging it up until cool air kissed the bare skin of my thighs.

His presence seemed to have calmed whatever nauseous feelings I had, including that weird feeling in my stomach.

I didn’t even have time to process the jolt of sensation when his thick length sprang free from the confines of his

trousers.

“God, I’ve missed us, baby,” He breathed in a trembling, voice as he dragged his tongue along my lips, then caught my lower lip between his teeth in a hungry nibble.

His moan spilled into my mouth as he deepened the kiss again. His tongue plunged in, very slowly, like he needed to memorize the shape of me from the inside out.

He ripped my thong off with a snap, folding it and tucking it into his suit pocket, “This stays right here,” he whispered, pressing his palm to his chest, “close to my heart–while I put that ring on that woman’s finger. It’s you I’ll be thinking of. It’s always you.”

A wave of heat pulsed between my thighs. My center flooded with my arousal just by hearing that. But I knew those words would only give me temporal relief and that reality would hit me soon enough.

His hands found my thighs, parting them like he was opening a page of a story he’d read a thousand times but still couldn’t stop loving

I didn’t even fight back.

All the hesitation and courage I thought I had mustered… All the walls I thought I had built around my heart came crumpling the moment I set eyes on him.

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That was totally unfair.

“Ahh… Kes…” I moaned, my head tipping back when he slid his length into my wetness from the front, my hands making a fist on his white shirt.

What was I doing? I’d roughen up his shirt, and it would be obvious what he had stepped out to do. I tried to loosen my grip to save him from the evidence of us, but he stopped me, his large hand holding mine in place.

“Roughen it up, baby. Don’t hold back,” He shivered against my ears, pulling out and sliding back in again with another moan. “Fuck. I’m all yours, Mine.”

For a man who kissed like he was starved, I didn’t expect this level of lovemaking from him. He fucked me like I was some fragile piece that could shatter at any moment. His thrusts were slow, gentle, and controlled.

And honestly, that was what I needed at the moment. I couldn’t have been able to withstand rough sex with the persistent ache in my lower abdomen. And it was almost as if he knew.

He deepened the kiss, his hand tangling into the hair at the back of my head. He pulled out and tugged my hair slightly until I could meet his gaze.

“Baby.. I need you to listen to me,” he said between thrusts. “I know what it looks like… I know this hurts… but I need you to trust me, Kasmine. I swear on everything–I’ve got it under control.”

His eyes–God, his eyes said everything his voice couldn’t. They begged. Pleaded Loved.

But, no. This might probably be the last time we’d fuck. Because the moment he puts a ring on that finger…

“I’m doing this for us,” he said, holding my face, his thumbs brushing away the tears I didn’t know had fallen. “I will fix it. Just give me time, baby. Please. Just… a little more time.”

But time was the one thing we never had enough of.

“Kes… I can’t. I… I’m sorry…” I whispered, shaking my head

“Yes, you can.” His grip tightened in my hair. “You can. And you will.”

His other hand gripped my waist as he pushed deeper, keeping me in place.

“Fuck Baby. Come on. Hold me. Kiss me, baby,” he pleaded breath hitching, his thrust growing more intense, deeper and harder.

He didn’t break eye contact, even as he approached his climax.

His cock grew even more rigid inside of me, his whole body tensing, and then, his release followed.

“Thank you, baby.” He breathed with his forehead resting on mine. “Thank you for letting me touch you again… I love you so much, Kasmine. So fucking much.”

As usual, I didn’t reply. I just pulled away from him and began to clean myself up while he did the same. Whatever spell he had cast on me had dissipated. I didn’t regret the sex. No. In fact, I was thankful for it. But… It was time to finally let go.

“Mine” He called in a gruff voice, reaching out to me, but pulled away.

“Kes… You’ve been here for over twenty minutes now. Everyone would be looking for you,” I said softly as I felt the dizziness return “Just go before anyone finds you here Please.”

He stood still for a little while before closing the distance between us, planting a soft kiss on my lips, “I love you, little sister. And I’ll make things right.” He said, turned around and walked away.

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I nervously reached for my phone.

My fingers trembled as I unlocked it. My vision blurred before I even opened the message. There was a ringing in my ears, and my throat burned.

Just as I anticipated, it was an email from the hospital. I wasn’t expecting anything serious–just the results from the tests I’d asked them to run. To rule out food poisoning. A flu. Maybe even stress.

I was met with a cold list of diagnoses and terms I didn’t even fully understand. But I understood a few of them.

Blood pressure. Normal.

Hormonal levels. Within range.

Inflammation markers. Negative.

Iron. Low.

Then my eyes stopped.

Pregnancy test: Positive.

What?

No.

No.

No. No. No.

This must be a sick mistake.

I blinked as if my own tears were betraying me. I read it again with my world tilting on its axis.

Pregnancy test: Positive.

I nearly dropped the phone.

The room swayed. I pressed my hand against the wall, dragging in shallow breaths that refused to fill my lungs. My knees buckled slightly, and I barely managed to catch myself before I hit the floor.

My heart drummed at an unhealthy speed. The bile rose in my throat. I was going to be sick.

This wasn’t real.

It couldn’t be real.

My hand flew to my stomach in pure instinct, fingers trembling against the flat of my abdomen.

My other hand flew to my mouth as a choked sob escaped me. I tried to breathe. Tried to steady myself. But I couldn’t.

How?

This must be a mistake.

I’d been taking my pills. Religiously. Every night, same time, same place. I didn’t miss a single one.

My phone buzzed again.

Another email. Same sender.

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I hesitated before tapping it open.

My blood ran cold when I saw its contents.

Content: Dear Ms. Hamilton,

Following your request for a refill of your previous prescription, we ran a chemical composition test on the sample provided. Please be informed that the pills you submitted are not birth control. They are classified as generic multivitamins. We recommend an immediate consultation…

The phone slipped from my fingers and hit the tiled floor with a crack before I finished reading

Then the scream tore out of me like a wounded animal caught in a trap. I covered my mouth, horrified at my own sound. Tears streamed freely down my cheeks, burning hot trails into my skin.

He did this.

He did this to me.

Kester. That selfish, manipulative bastard!

He switched the pills.

Tears streamed down my cheeks, hot and bitter, dripping off my chin. My heart cracked open in ways I didn’t even know were possible. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think I couldn’t believe this.

He had taken my virginity.

He took my body.

He took my heart.

And now… He had stolen my choice, too.

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Chapter 133

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.”