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My Stepbrother 10

My Stepbrother 10

Chapter 10 

KESTER

If only she knew. Poor Kasmine. She just sold her soul to the devil by telling me she’d do whatever I wanted her to do

Now, I was looking for the perfect favorto ask of her

Under the guise of handling paperwork, I stayed rooted to my spot, my eyes fixed on her. She didn’t know I was watching, and I liked it that way. The glass panel between us offered a perfect view of her, yet it wasn’t enough to bridge the space I ached to close

Kasmine sat at her desk, her attention absorbed by the monitor. She brushed a strand of hair away from her face, the gesture so small and unassuming, yet it sent an ache through me. That hair, dark and soft, had once rested against my shoulder when she fell asleep in the car as kids. How could something so simple haunt me like this now

Her lips moved as she murmured something under her breath, likely annoyed at whatever task she was handling. The sight made my chest tighten. 

Gods, she was exquisite. A picture of innocence wrapped in temptation. She was mine. She just didn’t know it yet. The thought sent a dark thrill through me

I pictured her in my bed, beneath me, her legs spread wide as I slid into her, feeling her warmth, her tightness

She’s perfect in every way, and I want to make her feel things she’s never felt before. I want to take her to the edge and show her how good we can be togetherBut it’s wrong

It’s all wrong

I gripped the edge of the desk in front of me, my nails biting into the wood. She was too tempting, too pure, too mine to be sitting there as if she didn’t consume my every thought

Her phone buzzed on the table, and she answered it in a tone so soft that it made me rage. Whoever was on the other end didn’t deserve her voice or her attention

A sharp pang of jealousy flared in me, tightening my throat. She laughed quietly at something they said, and it only fueled my anger

I hated hearing that laugh directed at anyone else

I picked up my phone and opened up the app which I had been using to track all her calls and text messages for a while now

My heart beat rapidly as I prayed to the moon goddess that she wasn’t talking to another 

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I heaved a sigh when I saw who she was talking to

Dad

I forced myself to exhale slowly, fighting the surge of possessiveness that threatened to take over. My gaze stayed locked on her, my mind wandering back to the other nightto the sight of her on her knees, begging me

And wasn’t that the sweetest irony? My little Kasmine, offering herself up to the devil to save a man who didn’t deserve her

She had no idea how much power she held in that moment, how she’d handed me the key to her every move

The memory stirred something darker within me. Kasmine thought she was saving Jake, but all she’d done was seal his fate. The boy was already a ghost walking. Her pleas had spared him for a moment, but no one could protect him from me

She shifted in her chair, her posture stiffening as if sensing eyes on her. I stepped back instinctively, my jaw clenching. I couldn’t let her see me like thiswatching her with a hunger I couldn’t suppress, a hunger that would terrify her if she ever understood it

Kasmine wasn’t ready to know what she meant to me. She wasn’t ready to see how far I would go to keep her. But she would, eventually. And when that day came, she would have no choice but to stay exactly where she belongedby my side

The very thought sent a sharp pang of need through my veins, pooling low and hot in my core

My trousers felt too tight, my arousal straining painfully against the fabric, demanding release, as my mind wandered to all the things I could do to her, should do to her. And for a brief, wicked moment, I imagined storming into her office and locking the door behind me

I leaned forward, gripping the edge of the desk to steady myself. I could practically feel the silkiness of her hair in my fists, shear the breathy gasp she’d make when I finally kissed her

Fuck. Kasmine

A sound broke through my hazethe faint creak of the door opening beside me

My jaw clenched, and my chest tightened in fury. The interruption was a slap to the perfect moment I was savoring

I turned sharply, already prepared to lash out, when i saw who it was

Claire

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My mood darkened instantly. I didn’t even bother masking the scowl that overtook my face

Claire was everything I despisedloud, intrusive, and far too bold for my liking. She didn’t belong near Kasmine. No one did

What the fuck? How dare you barge into my office unannounced?I asked coldly, feeling my arousal relaxing

Fuck it. She just ruined a very pleasant morning for me

She flinched, I am sorry, Alpha. I knocked severally but didn’t get a response,She explained, her hands tightening around the files she held

The next time you don’t get a response, I suggest you leave and try again. Is that too much for an adult’s brain to process? You mustn’t be told everything, must you?I snapped at her lame excuse

II am sorry, Alpha,She apologized, as if it would do anything to calm the storm raging inside me. I brought the files you asked me to bring,she managed and I glared at her, gesturing for her to drop them on the table and leave

She did without hesitation and scurried away immediately

By the time I turned my attention to my obsession, she was staring at me with disappointment written all over her. She always disliked the way I spoke to her friend. But who cares

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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