âAlina, get ready fast, your school bus will be arriving anytime,â My dad yelled from downstairs.
âYes, coming,â I yelled back.âIt's ok Charles, if she gets late, I will drop her off,â Uncle Henry saidâYeah, take your time, Alina,â Uncle Harrison yelled.I lived with triplets' brothers. They run a law firm together, one of the biggest law firms in the UK, and they are all single but Uncle Henry is in a relationship for the last two years, and hope he gets married this year. Charles, the elder brother is my dad, and Henry and Harrison are my uncles. They all love me a lot. All brothers have muscular bodies like the Greek god green eyes, fair complexion, brunette hair, and pink lips. I feel I do not belong to this family because my features are different from all of them. They all almost look the same. They all have green eyes with black hair, and I have blue-blond hair mixed with black hair. Occasionally, I joked I'm their adopted child, but they said no, I got my mother's features but I know my adopted daughter because by mistakenly Dad left my papers at home last summer and I read it.I was shocked before but I realised soon I am blessed to get a family. I am always loving them for being guardians but after that, I have fallen for Uncle Harrison It is just something I can't tell to anyone I found myself attracted to him physically. I like the way he cares and loves and they are all so hot even my school friends drooling them with desire. My teenage hormones toll on me.âCan I have my brunch?â I asked, coming to the dining area, giving kisses to Uncle Henry and Harrison, and hugging my dad, who was angry because I missed my school bus.âYes baby, sit in my lap and have your brunch,â Uncle Henry replied. I nodded and sat on his lap and started eating my breakfast on his plate.âShe is not a child anymore. She will be nineteen in the next 6 monthsâ Dad said sternly.âFor us, she is always our baby girl,â Uncle Harrison replied, placing his hand on my thighs.âYou all have spoiled her enough,â Dad said sternly.âWe didn't,â Uncle Henry whispered, but I hear him out.âShe is the single shine of our life, what do you expectâ Uncle Harrison replied, squeezing my thighs and I felt his behavior and touch were a little different from his usual self.âI need to go shopping. I want you any of them with me this Sunday,â I spoke with pleading eyes.âWe have family dinner, sweetheart,â Daddy answered.âIn the afternoon, please,â I asked again.âOk baby girl get ready, I will drop you at school and I will be the company for shopping,â Uncle Harrison replied, standing from his chair.âThanks you Uncle Harrison, You are my favoriteâ I replied and hugged him. His hard body looks so good. I have a secret crush on him.âI am not your favorite Uncleâ Uncle Henry responded with a pout and I laughed at his expression.âYou are also my favorite,â I told him.âNow go to school only three more days to go to school and sleep as much as you wish in your vacation,â Dad declared.âOk Dadâ I responded and left with Uncle Harrison.âAlina, what is your plan for your birthday,â Uncle Harrison asked when we were seated in the car.âI want to spend my day with all of you,â I added, looking at him.âNot any boyfriend,â he replied, putting his hand repeatedly on my thighs this time, a little up.âNo âŚ. No, no Uncle Harrisonâ I stuttered because the first time he touched me like that.âBaby girl, you don't have a boyfriendâ he inquired, coming to me and adjusting my seatbelt.âYes Uncleâ I replied with shaky breath.âBut Why?â He urged further. I felt his warm hand going under my skirt.âI didn't find anyone trusted, and you know Dad won't agree,â I said in one go.âDo you trust me, baby girl?â He asked, this time his palm on my waistband, rubbing my lacy pants.âYes Uncle,â I said, a little shivering the way he was feeling.He moved the car onto empty roadside ground and stopped there and made me seat on his lap.âBaby girl, I don't like to play hide and seek, I always prefer to talk on the face,â he replied, caressing my lips with his thump.âW..W....What Uncleâ I was stuttering, not knowing what he was trying to say. Did he find out I had a crush on him.?âBaby girl, you have a crush on me, didn't you?â he inquired, and I nodded with a blush.He put his fingers on my chin, lifted my face and smashed his lips on me, and took my first kiss. His soft lips kissed me and sucked my lower lips and I opened my mouth to let him explore it with his tongue It's like a long time. Finally, he left, and I started breathing hard.âBaby girl, I have decided something for you,â He spoke, looking into my eyes, and added âI want you as my girl,ââBut... Dad,â I asked with hesitation.âDon't worry, baby girl, I will manage and be patient with you and you're going to enjoy. Do you also love me rightâ He asked, his hand opening the button of my shirt.âYes uncleâ I replied.âSo let's leave it on me. Yesterday I decided to make you mineâ he said, opening the last button of my blouse.âBut uncle, Dad, and Uncle HenryâŚ.â I whispered a little nervous.âIt's my concern baby, I will speak to them at the right time till the time we are going to enjoy our relationshipâ he suggested leaving my bra strap from my shoulder and taking my one tits out of them.âIt's so Pinky like a cherry baby girlâ He claimed and took one of my tits in his mouth.âAhhh Uncleâ I moaned, it's feeling so good. It was the first time someone sucked my breasts. His other hand raised my other tits and squeezed them.âBaby girl, I would rather not controlâ he responded and left my nipple with a pop.âI am a virgin Uncleâ I replied with a blush. I never went in a relationship first I didn't meet anyone because till last year my school was a girl's school and now they allowed boys to take admission and Daddy was always strict about relationship things.âI know that's why I can't wait more to make you mine before anyone counts on you,â he said, kneading my breasts.âI want youâ I revealed and hide my face in his chest.âReally baby girl, why me? â He asked and started opening my skirt button.âYou are my favorite, and you are constantly dealing with my patience and I have a huge crush on you,â I said, looking into his eye.âOk, baby girl,â He said, pulling the skirt down from my thighs.âI love you,â I told him shyly. He smiled kissing on my lips.âI love you more than anyoneâ He whispered on my lips.âCan you let me see your sweet little pussy?â He asked, and I nodded and with just one swift movement, my panties were torn apart.âUncleâŚ.â I almost screamed.âSorry baby, I am unable to continue my self to look at this haven. He made our seat in a sleeping position and looked at my pussy and opened my pussy wall.âSo beautifulâ he whispered.âNow let's go to my place, I can't deal with muchâ he added packing my lips. I was squirming under his touch.âYour place,â I asked looking at him. All brothers have their mention and I have visited everyone's place. Uncle Henry used it with his girlfriend and Daddy and Uncle Harrison lived with me in our family Mansion.âYes,â He said and I nodded and wore my skirt and shirt and my torn panties he put in his station wagon drawer.âDo you have any important classes today?â he asked, moving the van to his placeâNo, we will get assignments for vacation. I will collect laterâ I said, butting my buttons.âGood girl,â he said, squeezing my thighs.âWe are comingâ He spoke on the call to someone.I don't know what will be going to happen at his place.Author Note ...Something new spicy and steamy...Let me know if you like...Harrison POVI couldnât breathe in that room.The air felt thick, like it was pressing down on my chest, squeezing out whatever calm I had left. So I stepped out onto the balcony, lit a cigarette with shaking fingers, and sat down hard on the cold concrete. The night air was supposed to clear my head. It didnât.Iâd been out there for hoursâsince midnight, maybe earlier. Time didnât move right anymore.Her cry still echoed in my head.That hollow, breaking soundâthe kind that comes from something being ripped open insideâsliced through the night and into my skull. And her eyes⌠Jesus. That look she gave me. Hurt. Accusing. Daring me to fix it when I didnât even know how.I wanted to go back inside. Sit beside her. Say anything that might slow the storm Iâd helped unleash.But I couldnât move.I was drowning too.Her grief was everywhere. In the silence between us. In the creak of the floorboards. In my lungs with every breath I dragged in like smoke and let out like regret. And no mat
Alinaâs POV Late night. Cold air. A silence that felt too heavy to breathe.I lay still, wrapped in a thin sheet, my body aching in places I didnât want to think about. Everything felt slowâlike my soul was moving half a step behind my body. I wasnât crying anymore, just staring blankly at the ceiling, not knowing what to feel. Not knowing what to believe something inside me felt hollow, like something had been taken that I would never take back. And deep down, I knew what it was. I didn't want to say the wordânot even in my head. But it echoed there anywhere. I was raped. It didn't matter that I froze. That I couldn't speak. That I didn't fight. He still did it, and now I had to still live in this body that didn't feel like mine anymore.I hated myselfâfor being week, for not stopping it, for surviving.I scratched at my skin softly, over the same spot again and again. Not to hurt. Just to feel something that wasn't this. Just to stay grounded. But even that felt wrong.Tears had sto
The room was dim, glowing softly from the warm light of a few wall lamps. The air smelled faintly of cigarette smoke that curled slowly toward the ceiling. Robert sat slouched in the corner booth, the worn leather creaking under him. One hand rested on the table, his fingers tapping slowly beside a half-empty glass of scotch. The other hand held a cigarette, burning slowly between his fingers.He took a long drag, his eyes half-closed, watching the smoke drift in the light. Then he quietly blew it out and pulled out his phone. Without saying hello, he asked one simple question:âIs it done?âThere was a short pause.âYes,â said the voice on the other end.Robertâs lips curved into a small, sharp smileâhard to read.âGood,â he said quietly. âMake sure. I canât afford any mistakes.âHe hung up and dropped the phone on the table with a soft click.Across from him, Zehn had been watching silently, spinning his drink slowly in his hand. He raised an eyebrow, his voice low and teasing.âWha
Alina POV"I donât think this is a good idea..." I said softly, gently stopping Monicaâs hand as she tried to brush blush across my cheeks.She let out a sigh. "Alina, itâs your first prom. You should go and have funâjust like other girls your age.""But Uncle didnât give me permission," I murmured, looking down.Monica rolled her eyes. "So what? Your dad said itâs up to you."Before I could reply, Freya jumped in with a grin. âHeâs not even here. Weâll go, have fun, and be back before he even notices.â"Just relax, Alina," Monica added, now applying a soft lipstick to my lips. "Youâre a teenager. You deserve to enjoy this part of your life."I glanced at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a maroon bodycon dress, and for the first time ever, I had makeup on. I looked different. More grown-up. Maybe even pretty. Part of me was still nervous, but another part was curious. I wanted to know what prom felt like.Uncle had said no when I asked to go. He didnât even think about itâjust said
The car rolled to a stop outside the school gates. Dad turned to me, his brow furrowed with that familiar protective concern."If you don't feel good, just call me. I'll come to pick you up," he said, his hand briefly resting on my head.I smiled, appreciating his care. "Yes, I'm fine," I reassured him, reaching for the door handle."Don't go out alone or anywhere. Just call me or Henry. If we're not available, call the office, butâ"I cut him off, anticipating his words. "Do not go out alone. Keep your phone with you."He chuckled softly. "It's just an ongoing case, baby. We can't take any risks.""I know, Dad," I replied with a smile, stepping out of the car.I waved him goodbye as he drove off, the familiar sound of the engine fading into the distance. Taking a deep breath, I stood at the school's entrance, gathering my thoughts. Before I could take a step, a car horn blared, and I turned to see a red car approaching. Cat women print on the bonnet and red car I recognized instantly
Alinaâs POVThe smell of roasted vegetables and chicken pie filled the kitchen, but I couldnât focus on any of it. My leg throbbed under the tableâstill sore from last night. I shifted in my seat, trying not to let it show. Every time I moved, I could still feel Uncle Harrisonâhis hands, his weight, his loveâetched into my body like a memory I couldnât shake. A mix of ache and warmth that lingered deep in my skin.Dad sat across from me, watching me closely, his fork paused mid-air. He looked at my plate, then at my limp, and finally at my neck. I could feel it coming.âYouâve got that rash again,â he said, eyes narrowing. âLooks worse than last time. You sure itâs just your allergies?âI touched my neck quickly, as if that would somehow hide the truth. The marks were still tender. They werenât from allergies. But I couldnât exactly tell him the real reason.âItâs just the shampoo or something,â I said too fast. âI think it flared up when I was out of town.âDad didnât look convinced.