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My Stepbrother 168

My Stepbrother 168

Chapter 168 

We have a serious problem

Our financial models project that if Wescor pulls out of Zamford and reinvests in Valor Lante, we’ll lose nearly 40% of our stock value overnight

That’s overnight, Kester

Long term? It gets worse. Wescor holds 28% of our market shares. If they pull out and others followwhich they willour board will start looking for alternatives. You already know what that means

They’ll vote you out.” 

More emails came in

Valor Lante just secured two new government contractsboth of which we were also bidding for

We have a PR nightmare brewing. Journalists are sniffing around our Scotland branch 

situation.” 

Every email, every fucking message, was like a hand tightening around my throatAnother shove toward the edge of a cliff I couldn’t afford to fall from

Wescor pulling out

Belinzo shutting us out

Valor Lante taking everything

My fingers curled into fists, my temples pulsing as I ground my teeth together. This wasn’t just competition. This was war. A wellcalculated attempt to gut me from the 

inside out

Why

Because I didn’t let him get my sister’s pussy

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And the boardthose spineless fucksif the numbers took a sharp enough dip, they’d turn on me without hesitation. They’d vote me out and hand over everything I built to 

some corporate puppet willing to play nice

I exhaled slowly, pushing away from the bed where I sat. The very air I was breathing was thick with barely restrained fury

I walked over to the table by the window, my fingers trailing over the flowers sitting in the glass vase perched at the edge

It shouldn’t be there. Not so close to falling off the edge of the table

But I didn’t move it. Neither did I steady it. Instead, I watched it, waiting to see if it would 

tip over on its own

I was just like that vasebalanced on the edge, one wrong move away from crashing. If nothing changed, if nothing was done, I’d fall and shatter. Just like it would

But I left it there, letting it sit and decide

Just like I was about to

My jaw clenched as I reached for my phone, preparing to call Rhys in order to start. tearing through this mess, when the door slammed open with a violent crack

I didn’t even have time to look before it was shoved closed with the same force, the sharp 

bang ricocheting through the room like a gunshot

What the actual fuck, Kester?” 

June

Her voice grated on my nerves, adding gasoline to the flames of fury already brewing inside me

Besides, when did June learn to be this angry

She stood there, hair tangled, makeup smudged from the night before, still wearing yesterday’s dress. Her arms were crossed tight over her chest, nails digging into her skin 

as she glared at me like I was the lowest piece of shit in existence

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And for a seconda single secondI didn’t give a fuck

You left me in the goddamn car all night!She said, and for another second, I still didn’t 

give a shit. No wonder she still looked like yesterday

I barely looked up from my phone. You were asleep.” 

I fucking know that,she snapped. And when I woke up, I was still in the car! Alone! Do you have any idea how cold it got? How stiff my whole body feels?” 

Silence

You don’t care, huh? You only care about whatever it is that’s on that phone, isn’t it?” 

She scoffed

I forced my jaw to stay locked, to keep my voice level. You’re fine, aren’t you?” 

She let out a humorless laugh. That’s all you have to say?” 

I was quiet

Answer me, Kester!She yelled, a sob escaping her

e storm 

Go and freshen up, June,I said calmly, doing all I could to keep away. But she 

was hellbent on drawing it out

You are so unbelievable. You don’t have a heart, KesterYouShe stepped closer, shaking her head in disbelief, You don’t even feel guilty, do you? About anything? About how you treat people? About how you treat me?” 

She moved closer, her perfume too strong, her presence too loud, her accusations too much

Everything was just too much

I should’ve known. You’re incapable of caring about anyone but your goddamn selfish self 

The snap was instant. Explosive. Shattering

My arm moved before I even realized itmy fingers curled around the vase in a blind

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vicious surge of motion

It lifted from the table in a single, fluid arc- 

And then it was flying

A glinting blur of white lilies and glass filled the space before it slammed into the wall beside her

Shattered

The impact sent shards exploding in every direction, fine slivers of glass slicing through skin, embedding into soft flesh

June gasped, stumbling back as thin, red lines bloomed across her cheek, her arm, and her 

neck

Silence rang louder than the impact

For a moment, she just stared at me wideeyed as if she hadn’t realized that the side of 

her face was now covered in blood

My chest rose and fell in jagged, uneven breaths. My fists clenched so tight that my nails. dug into my palms. The next time to speak to me like that ever again, I swear to fuck, your face wouldn’t be the only thing I’d ruin.I bit out ever so coldly, my eyes narrowing 

to slits

Then her fingers lifted, trembling slightly as they brushed over the fresh cuts on her face. A few pieces of glass clung to her skin, catching the light. Blood beaded at the edges, slipping down in thin, red trails

She looked at her hand

Then at me

The terror in her eyes satisfied the fuck out of me

Good

I let her see it. I let her see the monster she was so desperately trying to end up with

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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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