FORBIDDEN AFFECTION
For years, i have been hopelessly in love with my uncle, who has always been a comforting figure in her life. I know it's not right. Trust me, i do.
But my love is not a simple, innocent affection—it’s a dark, consuming obsession. My feelings for him have been building up for years. Distance can never be a barrier to my feelings for my uncle.
When i got accepted into college in my city, I seized the chance to move in with him, determined to be close to the man I love.
Living under his roof, my feelings grew deeper, and my desperation became more dangerous.
“He doesn’t see me. Not like I want him to. But damn it, I can’t stop wanting him.”
"I’d burn my whole world down if it meant he’d notice me for one second.”
There’s just one problem: My uncle is engaged to another woman.
“She doesn’t even know him the way I do. How could she be his wife? I’ve known him my whole life."
"No one can ever take him away from me. I have always been HIS, and I will surely make him MINE.
"MY UNCLE IS MINE"
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Chapter: I feel different hereLara’s POV The jet door opened and warm ocean air hit me first. Then I saw the island, and everything else — the flight, the noise of the last few weeks — just fell away. "You own this," I said, not really a question, more like I was trying to make it real by saying it out loud. "I do." He said it simply, like it wasn't strange at all. "How does someone even end up owning an island, Aiden?" "Slowly. And with very good lawyers." He held out his hand. "Come see the rest before it gets dark." I let him lead me down, still staring past him at the water, at the palm trees moving lazily in the wind, at all of it. "Where's everyone? The staff, the—" "I sent them home before we landed." I stopped walking. "You did?" "I wanted it to be just us." He glanced back at me, unbothered by how big a thing that was to say. "Is that a problem?" "No," I said, quieter than I meant to. "No, that's — that's nice." He smiled like he already knew that's what I'd say, and kept walking,
Last Updated: 2026-07-22
Chapter: Rich psychopathLara’s POV Almost forty minutes later, I realized we were nowhere near the city anymore. I frowned slightly while looking outside the window. “Aiden.” “Hm?” “Where are we going?” “You’ll see.” I rolled my eyes. “You’ve said that five times already.” “And yet you’re still here.” Unfortunately, he had a point. I crossed my arms dramatically and looked back outside. Then suddenly— The large gates ahead opened. I straightened immediately. My confusion slowly turned into shock as the private airstrip came into view. And then I saw the jet. My mouth fell open. “…No way.” Aiden parked calmly like this was completely normal. Meanwhile, I was sitting there trying to process the fact that there was an actual private jet in front of me. I slowly turned toward him. “Aiden.” “Hm?” “Tell me that’s not yours.” A faint smirk appeared on his face. “It’s partially mine.” I stared at him. “You own a jet?” “You sound offended.” “You own a jet,” I
Last Updated: 2026-05-24
Chapter: Like an angelAiden’s Pov I drove through the city, traffic lights turning from red to green without really registering. My hands were steady on the wheel, but my mind wasn’t. It felt strange—leaving work in the middle of the day, ignoring meetings that would usually chain me to that office. Still, for once, I didn’t feel guilty. At the next red light, I pulled out my phone and dialed Lara’s number. She answered on the second ring. “Aiden?” Her voice was soft, warm, like it always was. It did something to my chest every time. “I’m on my way home,” I said. There was a brief pause. “Home? This early?” she asked, surprised. “Did something happen?” “No,” I replied, a faint smile tugging at my lips. “Just get ready.” “Get ready for what?” she asked, curiosity slipping into her tone. “I want to take you out,” I said. “We’re spending time together today.” Another pause—shorter this time—but I could almost hear her smile through the phone. “And where exactly are we going?” “You’ll see,”
Last Updated: 2026-05-23
Chapter: DELEGATIONAiden’s POV Kailin studied me for a long moment, his gaze steady, almost too steady. “If you knew all this,” he asked finally, “then why did you wait until now?” I let out a slow breath, leaning back in my chair. The answer had always been there. I just never bothered to say it out loud. “Because I didn’t care,” I said. Not enough to fight it. He frowned slightly. So I went on. “For a long time, marriage was just… another arrangement. Another decision made on my behalf that I didn’t bother to question.” I shrugged. “Elena, someone else—it wouldn’t have mattered. I was taking whatever came my way without complaints because it was easier that way.” Kailin’s lips parted, like he wanted to interrupt, but I didn’t stop. “I didn’t want a reason to break the proposal,” I added quietly. “Having one would mean I’d have to face what I actually wanted. And I wasn’t interested in doing that.” He watched me carefully. “But now?” he asked. I nodded. “But now I do care.” The w
Last Updated: 2026-03-09
Chapter: ONLY POSSIBLE WAYAiden’s POV I stared at the edge of my desk, jaw tight, my fingers tapping once… twice… then stopping. No. That couldn’t be it. Not after everything. “That’s it?” I asked quietly, lifting my head to look at him. My voice didn’t rise, but there was something sharp underneath it. “That’s all the information you got from him?” Kailin met my eyes, his expression serious. “That’s all he was willing to say,” he replied. “I pushed where I could.” I exhaled slowly through my nose and stood up, walking away from the desk toward the window. The city looked the same as always—busy, loud, alive—but inside me, things were shifting. Too many pieces didn’t fit. My father. His past. The things that never made sense growing up. I’d lived with questions for years without even knowing they were questions. Now that they were right in front of me, I wasn’t about to let them slip away. “That’s not enough,” I said, more to myself than to Kailin. I turned back to him, my resolve settling in. “Anto
Last Updated: 2026-02-10
Chapter: DARK WOLFAiden’s POV Kailin shifted in his seat, the humor draining from his face, replaced by something more focused. That was the version of him I trusted—the one who didn’t joke, didn’t waste time, didn’t let emotion cloud judgment. He took a slow breath before speaking. “I was supposed to meet Anton Varek last night,” he began. My fingers stilled on the edge of the desk. “At the club?” He nodded. “Our usual spot.” That alone made my stomach tighten. That club had been safe for years. Neutral ground. No cameras. No leaks. No loose mouths. If something had gone wrong there, it meant a serious breach. “I got there early,” Kailin continued, leaning forward slightly, forearms resting on his thighs. “Too early to blend in. And that’s when I noticed it.” “Noticed what?” I asked. “Eyes,” he said simply. “Too many. In the wrong places. People pretending to drink, pretending to flirt, pretending to gamble—badly.” I exhaled through my nose. “So we’ve been compromised.” “Tracked,
Last Updated: 2026-02-10
Shattered Vows: The Heiress’s Revenge
Evelyn’s voice was low, sharp as glass.
“I want BR Corporations in ruins. Buy the shares. Bleed it dry. I want him to watch everything he stole from me burn.”
Alexander Veylor leaned back in his chair, the faintest curve on his lips. His eyes didn’t soften — they pinned her in place, assessing, amused.
“You’re bold, Mrs. Smith. But nothing in this world comes for free.”
"I'm no more Mrs. Smith."
"I'm now Evelyn Brooks."
Her jaw tightened. “Name your price.”
He stood, towering, the weight of his presence filling the room.
“Marriage.” His voice was final, merciless. “You want my power? Then you’ll wear my name.”
For a moment, silence stretched — dangerous, electric. Evelyn’s heart hammered, not from fear, but from the pull of a deal she couldn’t walk away from.
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Chapter: chapter 8: I'm not looking for a wifeAlexander's – POV I stared at my mother, waiting for her to tell me it was a joke. She didn't. The silence around the table grew heavier with every passing second. My father remained composed, as though he had expected this moment all along. Eleanor Whitmore sat with a gentle smile, while her husband, William, watched me closely, trying to read my reaction. Amelia sat quietly beside them. Her posture was straight, her expression calm. She neither looked away nor appeared embarrassed by what my mother had just announced. It was as though she had already accepted the decision. I shifted my gaze back to my mother. "You've arranged my marriage without asking me." It wasn't a question. My mother's smile softened. "Alexander, hear me out first." "I've heard enough." "You haven't." She placed her cutlery down and folded her hands neatly on the table. "Eleanor and I made this promise long before either of you were born. We always hoped that one day our families
Last Updated: 2026-07-21
Chapter: Chapter 7: A Promise?Alexander's – POV The moment my car rolled through the gates, I knew something was different. The mansion was brighter than usual. Every light seemed to be on, and an unfamiliar vehicle was parked neatly along the driveway. I frowned. We rarely had visitors, especially at this hour. I stepped out of the car, handed the keys to one of the security guards, and walked inside. The moment I entered the living room, voices drifted toward me. Laughter. Conversation. I glanced up. I loosened my tie as I walked into the dining area. My father, Richard Veylor sat at the head of the table while my mother, Victoria Veylor was speaking animatedly to three unfamiliar guests. Lina and my brother, Adrian, were laughing over something, completely immersed in the conversation. My gaze swept across the strangers for less than a second. A middle-aged man. A woman around my mother's age. And a young lady. Without saying a word, I walked pass the dinning area and toward the st
Last Updated: 2026-07-21
Chapter: Chapter 6: full liquidationAlexander Veylor – POV I laughed before I even spoke. They never learn. I leaned back in my chair with my wine glass in hand, watching the city lights outside my office window. My assistant stood a few steps away, holding a tablet, waiting. “They really thought they could steal from me and walk away,” I said. I took a sip of wine. Mark glanced at his screen. “Sir, Horizon Tech is all over the news right now.” I looked at him. “Read it.” He nodded and started. “Horizon Tech is being investigated for stealing intellectual property from companies linked to Veylor Corporations. Reports say they used stolen designs and filed fake patents. Investors are pulling out. The company is losing value quickly.” I let out a short laugh. “So it’s already falling apart.” Mark continued. “Analysts say the company might collapse completely if the investigation continues.” I set my glass down. “Good.” I stood up and walked toward the window. “They didn’t just steal,” I sai
Last Updated: 2026-06-16
Chapter: Chapter 5: No appointmentEvelyn – POV I woke up to sunlight brushing against my face, warm but cruel. For a moment, I didn’t remember where I was. Then the blanket wrapped around me, the faint smell of coffee, and the quiet of Clara’s apartment reminded me. Reality crashed in again. Ethan. The house, Ethan’s laugh, the papers, the slap. My chest clenched so tight I could barely breathe. I curled deeper into the blanket Clara had wrapped around me last night, pressing my palm against my stomach. My baby. My child. The one thing Ethan would never take from me. “Finally awake?” Clara’s voice came softly from the kitchen. I turned my head. She was standing there in jeans and a loose shirt, her hair tied back. She held a mug in her hand, her eyes studying me carefully, like I might break all over again. I sat up slowly, the blanket slipping off my shoulders. My body ached, my heart even more. “I… I didn’t mean to sleep here,” I whispered, my throat rough. Clara walked over and set the mug down in
Last Updated: 2026-06-16
Chapter: Chapter 4: Cold NightEvelyn – POV Blinding headlights. A loud horn. My body froze in the middle of the road. I couldn’t move—fear had me chained. Tears blurred my vision as the car screeched to a halt just inches away. My chest heaved. My knees buckled, and I dropped down, gasping for air, clutching at nothing as if it could steady me. “Miss! Are you okay?!” The driver’s voice rang out as the car door slammed shut. I lifted my head, my breaths still ragged. A man was running toward me, his face lined with worry. “You almost ran me over,” I managed, my voice hoarse, my body shaking. “I’m so sorry,” he said quickly, hands raised like he was pleading. “Please, let me take you to the hospital. You’re not alright.” The cold night gnawed at my skin. My thin nightgown clung to me, my bare feet stung against the rough road, and I couldn’t stop trembling. I forced myself to stand, even though my legs felt like they could collapse again. “I’m fine,” I muttered, turning away. “Wait—” he started, bu
Last Updated: 2025-09-28
Chapter: chapter 3: Transfer of ownershipEvelyn pov Ethan moved in front of me, his hand gripping mine. “We’ll talk about all that tomorrow,” he said smoothly. “But for now… it’s late. We should sleep.” I yanked my hand free, stepping back. My voice was sharp, venomous. “I will never lay on that dirty bed. You disgust me, Ethan. How can you expect me to sleep in the same bed you—” The words barely left my mouth before a sharp slap landed on my cheek. Pain exploded across my face, and tears poured freely. I had never imagined he would raise his hand on me. “I’m sorry,” Ethan muttered, his voice low. I cut him off, my voice shaking but fierce. “Leave my house. You’re fired from BR Corporations. Everything that is mine… is mine, not yours.” He paused, a dangerous laugh escaping him. “Sorry to tell you, Evelyn… you don’t have that power.” My chest tightened. “What…?” He leaned closer, his eyes cold. “Because I am the owner of all your properties, all your inheritance. I own your clothes, your money, Company … eve
Last Updated: 2025-09-28
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