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My Stepbrother 165

My Stepbrother 165

Chapter 165 

KASMINE

What do I do to keep you this happy, Kasmine?Kester’s question was on constant replay in my head as we drove home

We had spent the whole day at the beach, and we had gone to the convenience to fuck three 

Which left my legs weak and my body aching in ways that were both delicious 

and inconveniencing

Now, exhaustion crept in, dragging my eyelids down

June had made new friends, and she was totally oblivious to all that was happening 

between me and Kester

She was a bit materialistic, I must say. And a showoff, too. She displayed all that in full today with her new friends, wrapping her hands around Kester like he was a prize

And even though jealousy wasn’t supposed to be part of my emotions tonight, the stupid feeling still tried to crawl its way where it wasn’t needed. But I did well to hide it

June liked being the center of attentionthe one with the best things, the best stories, the best man. And Kester? He wasn’t just a man. He was powerful, untouchable, and wanted. Having him would give her the status she craved, the ultimate bragging right over every girl who had ever dreamt of spending a single night in his bed

Too bad he’d already spent the entire day fucking me.. 

Now she was out cold, her head lolling against the seat as her soft breaths filled the car. Who wouldn’t be exhausted after talking for hours about all the things my brother has 

never and will never do for her

I almost pitied her. Almost

I had decided to be happy today. I pushed every worry aside and decided to enjoy my vacation. I couldn’t stay angry at him forever for so many things he’d done because of me They only taught me to be more careful around him. Until I find my mate and he marries 

June

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At least for now, I let myself enjoy him

The car rolled to a stop in the parking lot, and I barely stirred, my limbs way too heavy and my mind too foggy with sleep

June. Get down.He tapped on her thighs roughly, and she groaned, mumbling 

something incoherent before sighing and settling back into the seat, completely dead to 

the world

Come on, baby,he said when he came to my side of the seat at the back of the car. His strong hands slid beneath my knees, another arm curling behind my neck

I wasn’t awake enough to protest before I was lifted and cradled effortlessly against his 

chest

My head lolled against his shoulder, the scent of salt and him wrapping around me, pulling me further into sleep

I can walk,I murmured, slow and lazy. Carry June instead,I said drowsily, but he 

ignored me

She knows her way inside,he said, and honestly? I was too tired to fight him

The warmth of his body lingered long after he laid me down on my bed

I barely registered the softness of the bed beneath me, only that I had been in his arms a moment ago, and now I wasn’t

My eyes fluttered open just a fraction, catching a glimpse of him moving through the dim 

room

I heard a click. It was the door

He locked it

The knowledge barely stirred anything in me. I was too tired, too drained, my limbs refusing to cooperate. Sleep curled its fingers around my consciousness, pulling me under

but then he came back

The side of the bed beside me dipped, and I felt his presence. His fingers gently brushed 

against my cheek

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At least for now, I let myself enjoy him

The car rolled to a stop in the parking lot, and I barely stirred, my limbs way too heavy 

and my mind too foggy with sleep

June. Get down.He tapped on her thighs roughly, and she groaned, mumbling 

something incoherent before sighing and settling back into the seat, completely dead to 

the world

Come on, baby,he said when he came to my side of the seat at the back of the car. His strong hands slid beneath my knees, another arm curling behind my neck

I wasn’t awake enough to protest before I was lifted and cradled effortlessly against his 

chest

My head lolled against his shoulder, the scent of salt and him wrapping around me, pulling me further into sleep

I can walk, I murmured, slow and lazy. Carry June instead,I said drowsily, but he ignored me

She knows her way inside,he said, and honestly? I was too tired to fight him

The warmth of his body lingered long after he laid me down on my bed

I barely registered the softness of the bed beneath me, only that I had been in his arms

moment ago, and now I wasn’t

My eyes fluttered open just a fraction, catching a glimpse of him moving through the dim

room

I heard a click. It was the door

He locked it

The knowledge barely stirred anything in me. I was too tired, too drained, my limbs refusing to cooperate. Sleep curled its fingers around my consciousness, pulling me under

but then he came back

The side of the bed beside me dipped, and I felt his presence. His fingers gently brushed against my cheek

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KesterMy voice was sluggish

Shh.” 

His fingers drifted lower down my arm to the zipper at my back. I felt the slow tug, the fabric loosening around me, slipping down my shoulders

I can do it,I murmured as I attempted to lift my arms, but he caught them effortlessly

Relax.He commanded softly

A soft shiver rippled through me as my gown slid away, pooling at my waist before he guided it down my legs and tossed it aside

I should have felt vulnerable and bare with the thin scrap of lace between my thighs, but 

the look in his eyes made me feelsafe

It wasn’t hunger I saw in his eyes this time

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Chapter 166 

My Stepbrother

My Stepbrother

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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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