Se connecterMichelle’s POVMy eyes felt heavy, like they were glued shut. I struggled to open them, my head throbbing with a dull, painful ache. The moment consciousness returned, everything came rushing back in flashes.The violent crash. The car spinning out of control. Eric stepped out to check what happened. Then gunshots — loud, terrifying, echoing everywhere. Bang! Bang! Bang!The deafening sound echoed through the air. I had frozen in fear, too terrified to even breathe. Then... silence.A chilling, unnatural silence.I remembered trembling in the back seat, praying someone would save us. Suddenly, the rear door was yanked open, and two masked men grabbed me."Oh my God! Who are you? Let me go!" I screamed, my head still spinning from the crash.I fought with everything I had, kicking wildly and shoving at them. My hand found the opposite door, and I pushed it open with all my strength before scrambling out.For one brief second, I thought I was free.Then another man appeared from
Pedro’s POVWatching Michelle walk away felt like a knife twisting in my chest. Every step she took farther from the house made my resolve crack. I almost lost my mind right there. My legs moved on their own — I was ready to run after her, pull her into my arms, and tell her everything. Tell her how much I truly loved her.But then the office door suddenly opened and Eric stepped in.“Boss—” he started.“Get her back,” I growled, my voice thick with desperation. “I love her. I can’t let her go, not like this.” I try to hurry to the door.Eric’s face remained calm but firm as he stopped me standing in front of the doorway. “Boss, you have to let her go for now. For her own safety. If Rico really knows about her, then she’s not safe here. You know that.”“Don’t you fucking stop me!” I shouted, lunging forward. I grabbed his shirt at the collar and slammed him hard against the wall near the door, breathing heavily through clenched teeth. My face was inches from his.Eric didn’t fight b
“I love you, Uncle Pedro,” I cried desperately, my voice trembling. “I love you so much… please, please don’t do this to me.”“Michelle, try to understand,” he said, his tone strained. He stepped closer and grabbed both of my arms, holding them firmly. “I must protect you. That’s what I’m doing.”“Protect me from what?” I demanded, my eyes wide with confusion and pain. “What are you protecting me from? Tell me!”“You won’t understand.” He turned away sharply, his back now facing me as he stared out the large glass window. The morning light cast long shadows across the room. “Please… don’t make this any harder than it already is.”I couldn’t stand the distance. I rushed forward and wrapped my arms tightly around him from behind, pressing my cheek against his strong back as bitter sobs tore from my throat. “Please, Uncle Pedro, don’t do this,” I begged. “Whatever I’ve done wrong, I’m so sorry. Please forgive me. Don’t send me away. I want to be with you. It’s you I want… I love you.”He
The next morning, I woke up to an empty bed. Uncle Pedro was already gone, as usual. A soft smile touched my lips—I was starting to get used to it. Instead of disappointment, warmth bloomed in my chest as memories of last night flooded me.He had made love to me so slowly, so passionately, like I was something precious he wanted to savor. I could still feel the weight of his body over mine, the way his muscles trembled as he held back, burying himself deep inside me with every unhurried thrust. The way he kept whispering my name—“Michelle… Michelle…”—like a sacred prayer against my lips. His low groans and heavy breaths had mingled with mine, our foreheads pressed together, eyes locked in the dim light. Every movement had been filled with emotion. I had never felt so connected to anyone in my life.My God, I’m so happy, I thought, hugging myself tightly. So incredibly blessed to have him.I reached for the pillow he had slept on and pulled it close, burying my face in it. It still
Michelle POV“You are everything I want in a man,” I whispered, still moving slowly on top of him. “I love the confidence your presence brings. When I’m with you, I feel like there’s nothing in this world that can harm me. I feel safe… like you would protect me no matter what.”“Ahhh…” I gasped as a fresh wave of pleasure hit me. He grabbed my ass with his free hand and squeezed firmly, making me moan louder as I rolled my hips.I grabbed his chin gently but firmly, forcing him to look straight into my eyes. “I fucking love everything about you. Your piercing eyes… your long nose… those sweet lips… your beautiful body… your thick, beautiful cock.” I kept grinding my wet pussy along his hard length, both of us breathing heavily. “Fuck… you turn me on so much.”He bit his lower lip, licking it frequently, his eyes dark with raw desire. “Oh Michelle… what are you doing to me?” he whispered, voice strained.“Uncle Pedro… ahhh!” I cried out. “I should be the one asking. Fuck… what are you
Pedro POVI rose her upward gently and cupped her beautiful face with both hands, staring down at her flushed, smiling expression. She was so incredibly beautiful — glowing, satisfied, and looking at me like I was her whole world. I loved her so much it physically hurt. I didn’t know how I was going to let her go.I wanted her near me. I wanted her around me every single day. I wanted to scream it from the rooftops.I kissed her slowly, deeply, like I was trying to memorize every second, every taste, every soft sound she made — so I would never forget. Then I pulled her into a tight, almost desperate hug, holding her like she might disappear if I let go.“Uncle Pedro…” she whispered against my chest.“I care about you so much, Michelle,” I murmured into her hair. “I just want you to know that.”“I love you,” she replied softly, her voice full of sincerity.My heart clenched painfully. She was too good for me. Too pure. Too innocent for the darkness that surrounded my life. I couldn’t
Michelle POVAs I walked down from the woods, tears filled my eyes. “You’re such a monster, Uncle Pedro,” I murmured bitterly. Then I suddenly remembered my phone. I hoped it wasn’t completely broken.I hurried to his car, praying it wasn’t locked. When I pulled the handle, the door opened immediat
Michelle’s POVThe next morning, I slowly woke up very early. I reached out instinctively, but the spot beside me was empty. My heart sank a little. He was already gone.Still, a soft smile crept across my lips. I slid my hand over the sheets where uncle Pedro had slept, tracing the faint warmth he
Michelle's POVHis eyes darkened with hunger. “You want me to teach you?”“Yes,” I whispered, my voice barely audible.Before I could say another word, he claimed my lips in a slow, deep kiss that stole the air from my lungs. His tongue invaded my mouth with raw, demanding hunger, and I completely
she leaned in and kissed my cheek softly.“I’m hungry,” she whispered right against my ear, her breath warm. “Can you make me a sandwich?”I swallowed hard. She was too close. For a moment, I couldn’t even speak.“You can make a sandwich by yourself,” I finally managed, my voice barely above a whi







