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My Stepbrother 273

My Stepbrother 273

Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother 

Chapter 273 

KASMINE

Kester wouldn’t even understand all of this

I was the only one who truly saw the edges of this madness. The only one who knew how deep this pit went

So I had to be the one to save us

Even if it shattered me in the process

After the call with Mum, I sat in silence for a full minute, or maybe two, revisiting and replaying the entire conversation in my head. That woman would hang herself if she ever found out about me and my brother

I dragged my feet off the bed in a slow, robotic movement. It felt like a puppet dragging its own strings

I ignored the sharp, hot pains I felt between my thighs. I bit down a cry, my fingers curling into the bedsheets, I felt so bruised and 

sore

That monster must have fucked me while I was unconscious

My mouth tasted of salt and acid, my stomach twisting so tight I thought I might vomit

I would just hurry to my room, grab something to wear, and disappear again before he returned from the office

I was halfway to the door, clutching the oversized hoodie I’d just yanked from the bottom drawer the bastard had actually left me naked. I hope he had his fill because he won’t find me ever again

My bare feet scuffed against the cold floor, but I screeched to a stop when the door creaked open. My heart seized

What was he doing at home

I thoughtI thought he had gone to the office or something

He stood by the doorShirtless, sweaty, hair a mess like he’d just finished a workout or come back from running the entire damn city on foot. A tray of food was balanced easily in his hands, and that goddamn wide, warm smile was on his face like everything 

was normal

Sweetheart,he said, his voice all silk and gravel, rich with satisfaction. You’re awake.” 

My eyes locked on his before flicking to the tray. Eggs, toast, and some cut fruit. He even poured orange juice

The fucking audacity

My body trembled from the sheer rage crawling up my throat. I could feel it pulsing behind my eyes. I wanted to scream. I wanted to throw something at him. Hell, I wanted to kill him

I sucked in a sharp breath, Why the hell did you drug me?” 

He blinked once, then let out a lazy exhale, strolling toward the table like we were just having some early morning loversspat

I had to,he said, setting the tray down without looking at me. Would you have followed me home if I hadn’t?” 

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I stared at him, stunned

He turned slowly, leaning back on the table, arms crossed over his stupid, sculpted chest. There was a sheen of sweat on his skin. He smelled like musk, like heat, like everything that had always made me weakand I hated it. My knees almost buckled from it. I wanted to crawl out of my own skin

You’re fucking insane,I whispered in a shaky voice. Then, my voice grew louder and uglier. Why did youMy voice broke, but I swallowed hard, While I was unconscious- 

He raised an eyebrow. A flicker of amusement swirled in his expression. You mean, why did I fuck you while you were asleep?He asked with a scoff. His tone was dry and casual as if he were confirming a dinner reservation

He knew that word was always heavy in my mouth whenever I was addressing him. It was the one word that never fit on my tongue unless it was him forcing it there. Asshole

And then, as if the explanation was obvious and I was slow to grasp the logic of his world, or like I was asking him why water was wet, he gave me a cruel, lopsided smile. Because you were too irresistible,he said, voice drenched in undiluted lust. Like candy just lying there. And nowHis gaze slid down my body in a way that made my skin crawl. You’re mine. Lown you. I can do whatever the fuck I. want with you.” 

The words hit me so hard, like a slap across the face

I didn’t think. I just charged

The hoodie slipped from my hand as I lunged at him, my fist cocked, aimed for his jaw. I didn’t care if I broke something. I wanted to see blood. I wanted to split his lip open and scream until his ears pled

But he caught me fast and effortlessly

His hand wrapped around my wrist in midair, stopping the punch inches from his face. His grip was like steel

His eyes darkened as that lazy smirk dropped

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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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