24-Greek God

Lavender:

“Do you even know what kind of man he is?” I was whispering to my uncle. I mean, my uncle wasn’t the best man either, but at least he was a known devil. This demon in front of me—I haven’t even figured out all the ways he could torture me yet.

“The man who gave me so much money that we two can live peacefully and comfortably for a whole month without even working,” my uncle grinned, before his tone changed, “but of course, I’ll still be needing that money you pay on your mother’s behalf.”

He walked away while I stayed standing in my spot, hissing and kicking the ground. After I calmed myself down, I went back into my room and stood next to the bed.

“This is a girl’s bed,” I said, gulping a lot because I was biting my tongue to stop myself from cussing.

“Hmm, go sleep on the couch. You’re tiny enough to fit anywhere,” he mumbled with his face buried in the pillow.

I groaned silently and walked over to my desk. I had to use my laptop because I had some pending work. And withou