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My Stepbrother 152

My Stepbrother 152

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Chapter 152 

All I could do was whimper at that point and pray my body could go on much longer

Kester pulled out of me with a wet sound, his muscles still tense from holding me upright

He made me face him and lifted me effortlessly, my legs wrapping around his waist on instinct, my slick heat rubbing against the hardness of his abdomen

He didn’t give me a moment to recover. His mouth latched onto my breast, and his hot, wet tongue swirled around the stiff peak before he bit down just enough to make me gasp

Kester- 

A sharp slap landed on my ass, the sting rippling through my body, sending a fresh wave of heat between my thighs

Shh, baby,he husked against my skin. He licked over the spot where his teeth had just been, soothing the burn before delivering another firm spank. Fuck. I want to own every fucking part of you.” 

I whimpered, my fingers diving into his hair, tugging him closer. He walked us inside. The dim glow of the room highlighted the hunger in his gaze as he carried me toward the 

couch

I barely had time to process before he dropped onto the couch with me straddling his lap

But he didn’t move

Instead, he just looked at me. I was a panting mess

His dark eyes roamed over my face, drinking me in like I was the breathing

only thing keeping him 

I swallowed as I stared back at him, wondering what was going on in his mind. His intense stare always made my cheeks burn. I would never get used to Kester’s intense stare. It did things to me that I was so ashamed to admit

He sucked in air and placed his forehead against mine briefly before pulling away and 

gazing into my eyes

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Then, so softly I almost didn’t hear it, he whispered, I love you.” 

My lungs constricted, and I suddenly forgot how to speak

Gods. The tenderness in his eyes was a discovery

His fingers tightened on my hips, his jaw flexing as he closed his eyes for a brief moment before opening them again. I fucking love you, Kasmine.” 

I parted my lips, but nothing came out

His eyes darkened, searching mine for an answer

Say it back, he murmured, almost pleading. Tell me you love me, baby.” 

I froze

His fingers twitched against my skin, his brows furrowing ever so slightly. You’ve never said it before.His voice was quieter now, Not once.” 

I shook my head slowly, not able to break his gaze

His breathing changed

Kasmine” 

My lips parted, but I still couldn’t say it. I couldn’t let those words slip free

Because saying them would mean accepting everything Kester was. Everything he had done. Everything he would do for me. And everything we were not meant to be

Those words would sign my fate

He exhaled harshly, his fingers sliding up my back, tangling in my hair. Say it.” 

1 swallowed and shook my head

His jaw clenched, his grip tightening. His control was slipping, that dangerous edge creeping back into his voice. Say it, baby. Just once.” 

1I can’t, KesI whispered, moisture gathering in my eyes at the raw emotion I saw in 

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his eyes

His eyes flashed with something dark that I feared. Kasmine- His voice broke along 

with 

my heart. Please.” 

I just stare 

at him before doing the one thing I knew would drive him mad

I leaned in and kissed him soft, slow, and deeppouring everything I felt into it and wishing he’d feel it too

But he pulled back just an inch. His hand wrapped around my throat while his eyes 

burned into mine

You will say it Kasmine,he vowed, Even if I have to fucking break you to hear it

day, you will.” 

And I knew that he meant every word he just said

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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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