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Of course, it was about him. But I wasn’t so stupid to tell anyone if I didn’t want them dead.

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“No. Not at all. It’s personal,” I lied again, trying to fake a smile as I tucked some strands of my curly hair behind

my ear.

Jake’s gaze lingered on my lips a lot longer than I’d have liked. It made me uncomfortable. I didn’t want to give Kester any impression if he ever looked into our office.

Thankfully, Jake stopped looking, but his question stole the air from my lungs, “What happened to your mouth?”

Fuck. I had totally forgotten about that. What should I reply That I got bruised when my big brother kissed me like a mad, hungry man earlier today? Fuck, no.

I had sustained a small bruise when Kester kissed me like his life depended on it. And it was taking so much time to heal… Obviously, because I hadn’t gotten my wolf yet.

“L… Uh… I bit my lip while eating breakfast. It’s nothing, Jake.” I faked another smile, and my stomach tightened with guilt. I felt like I was betraying the man who I was meant to love. And his care and kindness weren’t making it any easier for me.

“Meet me in the restroom. I want to tell you something,” Jake said, standing up before I could protest.

I couldn’t. I mean… What if Kester sees us? I hesitated as Jake disappeared into the hallway, heading toward the bathroom. A sinking feeling weighed in my chest. What if Kester noticed? He always noticed. My palms felt clammy as I glanced toward his office again.

I swallowed hard and stepped into the hallway, my heels clicking softly against the tiled floor.

The restroom door was slightly ajar, and Jake was inside, leaning casually against the sink. His face lit up when he saw me, and before I could say anything, he reached out and closed the door behind me.

“Jake,”

“I started, panic evident in my voice as I glanced back at the now–closed door. “We can’t-

“Relax, Kasmine,” he interrupted in a soft whisper, “No one’s coming in here. I promise.”

I bit my lip, my fingers fidgeting with the hem of my blouse. “You don’t understand. We could get in so much trouble if ”

He took a step closer, his hands gently gripping my shoulders. The warmth of his touch steadied me, but it didn’t ease the tension twisting inside me.

“I just wanted a moment with you,” he said, his voice carrying a softness that made my heart ache. “You’ve been distant for days, and I… I needed to see you. Really see you.

His

gaze locked with mine, and for a brief moment, the world outside that tiny bathroom seemed to blur, and all I could really see was him.

“Jake,” I murmured, shaking my head.

“I miss spending time with you,” he said softly, his hands sliding down to hold mine. “And I want to change that. I planned something for us this weekend. A surprise. Just you and me.”

“Jake, I can’t,” I whispered, “You don’t understand. Kester”

“You don’t have to tell him,” he cut me off, his grip tightening slightly as if he were afraid I’d vanish. “Just find a way to leave the house. Please. I promise it’ll be worth it.”

The way he looked at me like I was the only woman in the world made my chest ache. His sincerity, his hope–it was intoxicating, and for a fleeting moment, I let myself bask in it,

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Chapter 21

But then his hands moved to my waist, pulling me closer, and my heart skipped a beat. “Jake…” I whispered again, but before I could say another word, he leaned in, his lips brushing against mine. The kiss was slow, tender, and unhurried as if he had all the time in the world to memorize me.

I kissed him back, my hands resting lightly on his chest. His warmth seeped into me. His touch was loving, his lips warm and gentle, moving with an earnestness that spoke of care and adoration. It should have been comforting. It should have made my heart race.

But it didn’t.

Something was missing.

My mind betrayed me, pulling me into memories I desperately wanted to forget – The moment Kester kissed me. His kiss was… Different.

Demanding. Possessive. Commanding Intentional.

His kiss had swept over me like a violent tide, leaving no room for breath or even a thought. t

It was the type that bound me, body and soul, to his will. It was fire and chaos, the kind that seared itself into you, that you felt even long after it was over.

Jake’s kiss, though soft and sincere, felt like a whisper compared to the roar of Kester’s.

This was the man I wanted… the man I loved. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop the comparison that kept creeping into my mind.

My lips responded to Jake’s kiss, but my body. my body ached for something it shouldn’t.

Jake kissed me like I was precious, like I mattered. But I’d already been ruined–marked by something darker, something I couldn’t explain, and I hated myself for craving it even more.

I pulled back, breathless and confused, my heart pounding for all the wrong reasons as guilt washed over me.

I forced myself to meet his gaze, but all I could think of was how wrong it felt.

“Kasmine,” Jake murmured, his forehead resting against mine. “Just think about it, okay? Find a way to be with me this weekend. Please.”

I nodded, not trusting my voice to respond. 1

He smiled softly, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. “You’re worth waiting for,” he said quietly before stepping back and giving me the space I so desperately needed.

I turned and opened the door, stepping into the hallway with shaky legs. My heart was still racing, for the reason Jake might have hoped.

ut it wasn’t

It was for Kester. His kiss, his presence, his control–it was branded into my soul, no matter how much I wished it wasn’t. But I was determined to do everything I could to make it all go away. Every forbidden emotion Kester’s kiss had branded into me would surely be replaced by Jake’s This was a promise I made to myself, and I would see

to it that I fulfill it.

Just as I rounded the last corner that led to the hallway leading to my office, I bumped into a hard wall…

Kester.

Sara Lili

Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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My Stepbrother

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Status: Ongoing Type: Alpha 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.”