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My Stepbrother 372

My Stepbrother 372

Chapter 372 

But he clamped his mouth down on my shoulder and began to give it a hard, rough suck, nibbling in it ever so often, while increasing the pace 

of his thrusts

I shut my eyes tight, arms flying blindly, landing hits wherever I could Rex’s chest, his shoulders, his face anywhere and anything, just fo push him off

But he wouldn’t move. He barely even flinched. It was like trying to shove a wall with trembling fingers

I felt his hard length poking my thighs, and bile rose to my throat

Suddenly, he pulled out his fingers, which were now slightly wet, and brought them to his nose

Gross

So gross

What disgusting men are these

You smell so good, babe,He took a deep inhale before reaching for his belt

He unbuckled it and pulled his trousers halfway down his thighs

Oh, God. No. Please,I tried pulling away, but he yanked the chain on my legs to keep me in place

It hurts, I swear. It did. My wrists and angles had turned sore red already

Kester!I kept chanting his name like a mantra. Kester, please!” 

Kex paused, and slowly raked his eyes over me until they rested on mine, and all I could see was festering hatred, You’ve got some fucking nerves, haven’t you?His tone was ice cold, Say that name one more time, and I swear to everything that breathes, I’ll rip your tongue out and feed it to the fish,he warned, but instead of fear, I felt more disgusted

It was just like reflex. I didn’t know how it happened, but I saw myself spitting right into his face

The room went still

I stopped whimpering and suddenly laughed, confusing them. My lip split and was leaking blood. You’re that terrified of him, huh? Can’t even bear to hear his name without pissing yourself.” 

I leaned forward slightly without breaking eye contact. You’re not a man, Kex. You’re a walking bag of cowardice pretending to be human.” 

His eyes flared with disbelief. I smiled again and shook my head, Kester will find me. And I’ll make sure he doesn’t spare any one of you.” 

The boldnessI didn’t know how I managed to conjure it, but if I couldn’t fight with my hands, then let my words fight the battle

Kex looked at me like I had magically developed some horns

You all should be ashamed that you have to exercise your power over a woman. You know where Kester lives, don’t you?I looked from a blankfaced Nagel to a wideeyed Kex, Why don’t you put your balls back in your pants and go face him like the men you are?

I chuckled, What? Your balls aren’t big enough to face the Kester Hamilton?My gaze trailed down his length, which was already shrinking, Of course it isn’tOr maybe you left part of it in your mother’s purse. Shame.” 

It was instant. The light I saw and the burst of colorsI had received a backhand so fast and sharp that my head snapped sideways. My ears 

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rang. My mouth filled with the sharp taste of blood

Kex had hit me

He hit me… 

No one had ever done that to me. Not even my parents. Not even Kester at his angriest 

And before I could catch up, he hit me again across my face, harder than the first. Pain exploded through my jaw, and something wet rolled down my chin

You little whore,he hissed. His hand grabbed the chains at my wrists and yanked hard. The metal bit into my skin, and I cried out, my e body twisting from the pain

entire 

You think you’ve got guts?he growled with his face inches from mine now. Let’s see how much more of it you’ve got left in you by the time I’m done.” 

He turned to the other man, who was standing idle, waiting for his next command

Get me that branding iron. It’s time to make her ours.” 

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My Stepbrother

My Stepbrother

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Status: Ongoing Type: 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.”

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