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My Stepbrother 198

My Stepbrother 198

Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother 

Chapter 198 

You have to. You’d love Jaden. He’s a good man,Dad said, Make sure you make a good impression and make us proud.” 

The drive to the restaurant was quicker than I anticipated, the quiet hum of the engine doing little to calm the storm brewing inside me. The city lights blurred past, golden against the night, but I barely noticed

My fingers idly traced the cold chain of my gold necklace while my thoughts wandered in 

different directions

Before I could sink further into my thoughts, the car slowed to a smooth halt. The chauffeur stepped out and opened the door for me, and I reluctantly slid out, my heels 

clicking against the polished pavement

I lifted my head, taking in the restaurant before me. Velarié. One of the most exquisite 

restaurants in town, known for its impeccable service and clientele who reeked of old 

money

Everything about it screamed luxury

As I stepped inside, the air was thick with the aroma of truffle, aged wine, and something faintly floral. The murmur of hushed conversations filled the space, and my heels sank into plush carpeting as I approached the host’s stand

Reservation?The man at the podium barely looked up, his tone very polished.. 

I cleared my throat. I’m here for a reservation under Jaden Viero.” 

That got his attention. His gaze flicked up, scanning me for a second longer than necessary before offering a polite nod. Right this way, Miss.” 

I followed him through the softly lit space, passing tables occupied by the kind of people who lived in wealth like it was second nature

I wasn’t new to such a setting. My family was wealthy, too

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The stares I got from men who admired me and women who looked like they’d die of envy from how beautiful I looked tonight, almost made me lose my balance. But no. I was used to getting such attention

Soon, we reached a private table nestled in the corner, separated just enough from the rest of the restaurant to give the illusion of seclusion. A single candle flickered at the center, illuminating the pristine white tablecloth, the expensive glassware, and the untouched plate settings

But no Jaden

Seriously

I looked at my watch, and it was already ten minutes to seven

That was so ungentlemanly of him

But I sat either way

And waited

And waited

Minutes bled into each other, the slow tick of the clock on the wall stretching my patience thin. I glanced at my phone. 7:18

By 7:25, irritation replaced any nerves I might have had

By 7:30, my fingers tapped against the table in a slow, rhythmic beat of frustration

By 7:35, I was done

I huffed out a breath, gripping my clutch and pushing my chair back. Enough was enough. He could explain to my father why he decided to waste my time

But just as I straightened to leave, I felt a shift in the air

I turned, and the sight I met nearly stole my breath

A man walked through the entrance, the kind that commanded attention without even trying. He was tall, broadshouldered, and dressed in an effortlessly expensive blackon- 

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Chapter 198 

ribs. But I let it out

You kept me waiting forI was saying when he rudely interrupted me

Sit back down, Kasmine. I have an important meeting to catch up with inHe looked at his wristwatch, Roughly an hour from now. We don’t have all night.” 

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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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