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My Stepbrother 163

My Stepbrother 163

Chapter 163 

KESTER

The ocean stretched wide before me, endless and serene, the waves rolling in gentle, rhythmic crashes against the shore.. 

I had never been the kind of man to marvel at nature, but today, standing on this beach with the salty breeze brushing against my skin, I found myself appreciating the beauty of 

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Yet none of itnot the brilliant blue sky, not the golden sunlight reflecting off the water 

-held a candle to the sight in front of me

Kasmine

I watched my obsession tense every now and then, trying to walk with her legs pressed 

tightly together

She went and sat beneath the shade of a small coconut stall, her legs crossed at the knees

doing everything she could to avoid looking in my direction

Her dark hair tumbled over one shoulder, the ends damp from an earlier swim, and her 

flawless skin shimmered under the sun

That bikinithat goddamn bikini

She had worn it despite my warning. The black fabric clung to every curve of her body, leaving just enough to the imagination while revealing far too much for my liking. It hugged her breasts perfectly, teasing a swell of cleavage that had drawn more than one pair of wandering eyes since we arrived. The bottoms sat high on her hips, emphasizing 

the smooth curve of her waist, her toned stomach, and- 

I clenched my jaw

She knew exactly what she was doing. She had packed it just to test me, just to push my patience to its very edge. But she hadn’t expected that I’d have my own form of punishment waiting

Now, she squirmed in her seat, her thighs pressed together, her fingers wrapped around 

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the coconut she drank from. The way her lips curled around the straw, the way her throat moved as she swallowedfuck

Her entire body was betraying her

Every shift of her hips, the subtle squeeze of her thighsShe was suffering, and I was the 

cause

I leaned back against my chair, stretching my legs out in the sand, my fingers casually resting in the pocket of my shorts where the small remote sat snugly

I hadn’t even turned it up past the second setting yet

Kester, are you even listening to me?” 

June’s voice pulled me from my thoughts. She sat beside me, annoyingly close, her bikini- covered thigh brushing against my own. I barely spared her a glance

What?” 

She huffed, tossing her wet blonde hair over her shoulder, her expression somewhere between irritation and amusement. I’ve been talking for the past five minutes, and you’ve 

just been sitting here glaring holes into Kasmine

I smirked

Not glaring. Watching

What has she done to offend you this time? She asked, and I almost scoffed

Kasmine could never do wrong in my eyes

I slowly turned to her, She’s done nothing,I replied, turning my head slightly, eyes 

locking on Kasmine again

I pressed the button

Just a little higher

Her body jerked. The coconut nearly slipped from her hands, her legs squeezing together so tightly it was almost painful to watch. Her lips parted slightly, a shallow breath 

escaping

Parftunt

Junu,totally 

Jentally lilivious, nudged me. Are you sure you two arent fighting or something 

Reilly? Because it sure looks like you’re about to explodeejjust watching her.” 

Iliturned the dial up another notch

Kasmine’s breath hitched

She coughed, covering it up as if she had simply swallowed the wrong way

The second the cough left her lips, a man appeared in front of her

Not just any mana young, fit, tanned bastard whollooked to be about my age. He str up to her as fast as he could, his face laced witthsomuch concern as he reached out ar patted her back like she was some delicate thiingiinmeed of saving

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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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