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My Stepbrother 220

My Stepbrother 220

Chapter 220 

KASMINE

Why did you shut me out, Kasmine?His voice wasn’t angry anymoreit was low, almost broken, and it hit deeper than the yelling ever could. He dragged a hand through his damp hair, fingers tightening in frustration before he let them drop to his sides. Why?” 

I scoffed. God, he was unbelievable

Why don’t you go spend more quality time with your fiancée?I snapped, crossing my arms over my chest. Maybe she’ll help you forget that I even exist,I said, holding his gaze and hoping I looked as serious as I wish I looked

His brows pulled together as if the words physically pained him. It’s not what you think, baby. Let me explain. Please-” 

The earlier I accepted this, the better for me. For us

Don’t,” I cut in quickly before losing my nerve. Don’t give me that line, Kester. Don’t you 

dare try to fix this with sweet words and that look on your face.” 

Kasmine-‘ 

No!I bit out, my voice trembling despite how hard I fought to keep it steady. There is nothing to explain! Didn’t I tell you before now? Didn’t I say we’ll never go past the doors of our rooms?My throat tightened around the words, but I forced them out, venom and 

all

I knew this would happen. I anticipated it. And guess what?I took a step toward him, arms still folded, my jaw tight. I. Don’t. Care.” 

I spat those words like they were true

But Kester only stared at me with those infuriatingly knowing eyes. And thenhe chuckled. Not the amused kind. The kind soaked in disbelief

You don’t care?he repeated in a deadly calm tone. His gaze dragged down my body slowlylike he was reading every crack I was trying to plaster over

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Mhum ttdll me why you’re trembling with rage, Kasmine?? Hestrapped forward. I took a involuntary step back. Tell me why you shut yourselffontt fortwowhole days without wanting to speak to me. Why you wouldn’t even lookkattme.” 

Il clenched my fists at my sides, nails digging into my palinstto keep the tears from risi again. But they burned anyway

His tone dropped lower as he stepped closen Telllmteyoudon’t care, baby, and make r lhelieve it. Look me in the eye and tell me none offttliisnone of usmeant anything.” 

He stopped just inches from me. His warm presence wrapped around me like heat- infuriating and magnetic and completely suffocating

I wanted to scream

I wanted to kiss him

I wanted to shove him out the doorrandbeimmotto leave

But all I could do was stand thereshalling, breath stuttering in my throat, chest risin and falling like I’d just ruma marathon Ilmeverssigned up for. My fingers curled into m palms, willing my body to still!to stop betraying me in front of him

June is just a means to amend!.Illllcall offtthe engagement before that ring even getss chance to sit cold on her fingen,live stepped forward, taking my hands in his, You’reet! one I love.” 

My breath hitched.. 

You’re the one I live for litewhispered

God

His eyes searched mine asiffll was the only thing in the world that made senseetcollim 

What you saw the affiurdaythat wasn’t supposed to happen. I didn’ttplamitt. Ildin want it. And Ilim sunny. Soffucking sorry.His grip on my hands tightened lassiffaffna¿dll pull away. Il swear to you, KasmineI’ve never touched her. I never will!” 

My heart twistall. No, ffluttered. Then, it dropped again

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Rucnuse for days, I’d been torturing myself with the idem off them together. The image o Her hands on him. His lips on hers. I had imagined itt in conuel, vivid detailand all the while, I was wrong

Stupid

Utterly, painfully wrong

Babyhe breathed, brushing his knuckles gently across my cheek like he was touchin glass. Even if you won’t say itI know this means something to you.” 

His voice was quieter and tender now. The kind of voice that folded around you like wai sheets on a cold night. The kind thatt stripped defenses bare

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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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