LOGINIn a world where girls of my age crush over guys their age, I chose to love my handsome billionaire uncle blindly. You can judge me if you want, I don't give a fuck anyways. After anticipating his return for almost two years, he returned with some woman, whom he called his fiancée. No… that's something I wouldn't take, he is mine, always has been and always would be. Watch me go great lengths and even milestones to get my uncle to fall in love with me. They might call it childishness but I call it unwavering persistence to get the one I love.
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Seven days left, I ticked my calendar, counting down to my sweetheart's return. I know it's wrong to call him that, but I can't help myself. He is my sweetheart. It's been a year and seven months, I was dying to see him again. I still can't believe he left for so long, does he not miss me? I am his one and only Aurora, he might not know that yet, but I am in love with him. My world literally revolves around his. Well… my life's about to get interesting. I just turned eighteen, and I am trying to figure out a way to get my billionaire uncle to fall for me. I know I sound like a slut, but if you had an Uncle who is as hot as mine, you might definitely sound like one too. As I walk through the hallways, noises from the other kids, and the scraping of chairs faded into the background. “Hey Rory,” one of my besties, Marinette, walked towards me, waving her hands like the crazy girl she was. “You should probably put your hands down, Mike is watching.” I teased, she got alerted instantly. I took advantage of the crush Marinette has on Mike. “Phew… He isn't.” She looked around and eased up a little, Mike wasn't around. “Got ya!” I kidded. “You little bitch,” she spanked my shoulder a little, then we walked along. And of course, the eyes of every boy in hallways trailed behind us. We were the hottest girls in the school, Marinette, Rose and I— We have been inseparable since junior high, and I am glad we made it this far. “Hey bitches!!” Rose tagged along with us. We chatted endlessly till we got to our respective classes, Rose and I had classes together, while Marinette had a different class. Class was boring as hell, I wasn't paying as much attention as I used to. Hey… I am not a bad student, I have the best grades as I always try to make Uncle X proud of me. Working hard tirelessly, being his good little niece. As soon as the teacher dismissed the class, I gathered my things and raced off to the next class. My day at school was good as always, I rarely had any complaints anyway. I hopped into the car feeling relieved, the drive home was quiet, giving me time to think. “We are home, Miss Aurora,” The chauffeur's voice broke the silence as the car came to a stop. “Thanks, Mr Albert.” I ran into the mansion, dismissing the greetings of the workers. I threw my bag to my bed as soon as I got to my room, I was so fucking tired. My stomach growled, reminding me I haven't had anything since lunch. I got changed, ran down the stairs, and hurried to the kitchen. “Easy there Lady,” Madam Lucy, the cook said. “I am starving,” I chimed, settling into a dining chair. “Yeah… I know, your lunch is ready,” I gave a large smile at her statement. I am a foodie… I know that. Tasting deliciousness on my tongue makes me happy. She served me food. Pasta, sauce, and something cheesy beside it. I didn’t waste time finishing up. When I finished, I assisted madam Lucy in doing the dishes and we chatted. “Good thing Sir Xavier is returning soon,” she smiled. Deep down, I also smiled. “It’s absolutely good that he is returning soon.” “You must have missed him a lot.” I nodded to her. It's true… I miss him very much, he does call me sometimes, but that isn't enough, I want to see him in person. I cleaned my hand with the kitchen towel after I finished rinsing the plate. I went back to my room, I had a notification on my phone, it was a text from Jared, a classmate, who seemed to be the hottest boy in the school, not like I cared anyways. ~Hi Aurora, how are you doing?~ I hesitated a little before replying, I wasn't interested in chatting with him. I know his intentions clearly. ~I am good, and you?~ ~Good too, so I was wondering, if you would like to hang out?~ I knew it, conversations with Jared would always lead to this. ~No~ I replied bluntly. It's a shame that I haven't experienced dating yet, but I will soon. I would experience it with no one other than my sweetheart. As I laid on my bed, I couldn’t help but think about him, a part of me was unsettled. If Uncle X returns, would he stay with me forever, or would he return back? No he wouldn't. I won't let him. He has to stay with me. The countdown was so agonizing, minutes felt like hours. But I knew he would be mine soon, and that thought made me the happiest girl on earth.Aurora's POV "You've been ignoring me," Kevin said, falling into step beside me on the sidewalk right outside the coffee shop like he'd been waiting there the whole time. Knowing Kevin, he probably had. The sun beat down, making my sundress stick to my thighs. "I have not," I said, hitching my bag higher on my shoulder. "I've just been busy, okay?" "You graduated three weeks ago. What's keeping you so busy?" His voice was gentle but persistent, like he really wanted to know. "Life, Kevin. You know how it is." I shrugged, but my mind flashed to last night—Xavier pinning me down, his thick cock stretching me while he growled that I was his. Heat crept up my neck. I was the worst. "Aurora." He caught my arm gently, stopping me. That warm, open expression was on his face again. "Things have felt weird between us since you moved back to the mansion. Did I do something? Tell me straight." "You didn't. Things aren't weird." Guilt twisted in my stomach. Kevin had always been solid—there
Aurora’s Pov “I can’t believe it’s really over,” I whispered, my voice still shaky with leftover excitement as I stepped into the shadowed living room of our cabin. The prom dress hugged every inch of me like it was painted on—deep crimson satin clinging to my full breasts, dipping low between them, and riding up my thighs with every step. Graduation had been a blur of flashing cameras, screaming friends, and that hollow ache in my chest because the only person I wanted celebrating with me was the one man I could never claim in public. My uncle. The man who’d raised me. The man whose touch I craved more than air. I kicked off my heels by the door, feeling the cool hardwood under my bare feet. My heart hammered as I spotted him by the window, his tall frame silhouetted against the night. The rolled-up sleeves of his black button-down showed those strong forearms I loved feeling pinned by. His dark eyes locked on me instantly, devouring me like I was the only thing that existed. “Com
Aurora's POV "She is still here," I said, dropping my bag by the kitchen table with a heavy thud. Madam Lucy set a cup of tea in front of me without a word. That kind of silence from her always meant she already knew everything and was deciding how much truth to drop on me. "Diana," I added anyway, just to fill the quiet. "I know who you mean, Aurora," she replied calmly, pouring her own cup. "She was supposed to leave Sunday. It’s Tuesday." I wrapped both hands around the warm mug, gripping it tighter than necessary. "She’s still in that house, walking around in silk robes like she owns the place, leaving her perfume in every single room. And Xavier is just letting it happen. Why isn’t he forcing her out?" "Has he said anything to her?" Madam Lucy asked, sitting down across from me. "He says things. He tells her to leave. She smiles that sweet little smile and stays anyway." I shook my head. "She’s decided she’s not going anywhere, and I can’t be in that house while she’s in i
Aurora's POV "You studied for six hours today," Xavier said from the doorway of the library, tie loosened, jacket gone, the particular undone version of him that only existed late at night when the house was quiet. "Five," I corrected without looking up from my textbook. "The first hour was mostly Marinette talking." "Go to bed, Aurora." "After this chapter." "You said that an hour ago." He crossed the room and closed the textbook with one hand. When I looked up, the words died in my throat. He was close, closer than he’d been all week, the careful distance gone. The lamplight caught his jaw, his eyes, the open collar of his shirt, and thinking became impossible. "Xavier," I said. "Bed," he said. "You are not my father." "No." His eyes held mine. "I am not." The air shifted. The uncle layer dropped, and whatever was underneath rose to the surface. "You have been avoiding me," I said quietly. "I have been careful." "Same thing." "Not the same thing." He straightened. "The
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