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My Stepbrother 166

My Stepbrother 166

Chapter 166 

It was something deeper. Something tender

His gaze traced every inch of me like he was seeing me for the first time

My breath caught when he reached for my thong, hooking his fingers around the sides. He tugged it down agonizingly slow, and I felt the brush of his knuckles against my thighs as he removed it completely

Then, my bra

He unhooked it at my back and slid it away just as gently, his touch featherlight

His hand came back to my face, tracing my cheek with the back of his fingers as he stared at me so intently that the sleep faded instantly

What do I do to keep you this happy, Kasmine?He asked again, and a lump formed in my throat

He’d asked me before, and I just laughed it off. But something about this moment and the way he said it now made my chest feel tight

Tell me, Mine. I loved how happy I saw you earlier today. I want to keep you that happy,He explained, his eyes peering into the depths of my soul

Never take a life because of me again,I said, and he paused, a flicker of amusement in his expression

You want me to promise you that?” 

Yes

His fingers dragged absently over my bottom lip, slow and thoughtful. You know I don’t make promises I can’t keep.” 

But that’s what I want, Kes. If you ever want me to stay this happy.I replied

There was a long 

lance before he exhaled, the barest hint of a smirk tugging at his lips

Since that’s what you wanthe said and shrugged

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Why do I feel like this wasn’t a promise? OrWas that his own way of saying he’d do it as long as that’s what I wanted

Really?I asked, my voice laced with excitement, needing to hear him say it again just to be sure

Something softened in his gaze while his eyes drank me in. Then, unexpectedly, he smiled -a real smile, which was rare and breathtaking

Thank you.I sat up, wrapping my arms around his neck, squeezing him into a hug before pulling away slightly and kissing him

He kissed me back with a tenderness that sent butterflies bursting through my stomach

Come on,he murmured against my lips. Let’s get you a hot bath

Before I could protest, he scooped me into his arms, carrying me into the bathroom as if I weighed nothing

Not in a thousand years would I expect Kester to be this tender and loving. The thought made me smile as he shampooed my hair ever so gently, massaging my scalp as well as my shoulders, helping me relieve the stress of the day

We both sat naked in the bathtub, with my back resting on his chest. I melted into him, my body utterly spent, my mind drifting in the haze of his care

We had spent more than an hour in the bathroom. By the time he finally wrapped me in a towel and carried me back to bed, I was too exhausted to do anything but sigh as he dressed me, tucking me under the covers with more care than I ever thought he was capable of

Kester, wrapped in nothing but a towel, strode out of my room, and my heart almost fell because he hadn’t said a word to me before leaving. Not even a good night. But just as soon as he left, he came back with his briefs and a black singlet in his hands

I watched him put them on and tossed the towel to the couch before climbing onto the bed beside me

What are you doing?I asked, turning to face him

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Sleeping. What does it seem like?He arched a brow, Unless you want us to fuck?Heat flooded my cheeks

No!I laughed, shaking my head

He chuckled lowly before pulling me against him, my face pressing into his chest. His. scent wrapped around mewarm, musky, intoxicating

His lips brushed against my forehead, lingering there for a moment longer than necessary 

I love you so much, Kasmine.He whispered in a voice too tender that I almost missed before he kissed my forehead tenderly. I love you.” 

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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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