Meet my uncle!

A sharp knock echoed through the room, and Fenil strode in. Fenil and Theo were brothers in arms. They co-owned the city’s most exclusive clubs and the glittering five-star hotels

"Theo..." Fenil said. “That girl was pounding on your door last night. Why didn’t you let her in? She left thinking heaven-knows-what!”

"Wait?" Theo interrupted him, "What..."

He turned around, and his gaze fell on the crimson stain on the bed. It was dried blood, and seeing that stain made him annoyed.

“You’re the guy who’d hear a pin drop in a coma!” Fenil pressed, leaning closer. “What the hell happened last night?”

Even Theodore couldn't understand. He was not the kind of person who lost control over himself. He hated the fact that his dick throbbed when he recalled her.

“Probably just another whore sneaking into my room,” he growled, taking a cigarette out of his pocket and lighting it. He knew the scandals going on around, and he had to be alert. “I don’t want her to come with a pregnant belly and claim it’s mine.” 

"Well, I heard Rhea’s tying the knot with that scum Vincent," Fenil asked. " I know it's your responsibility to marry them off, as you promised your big sister but Vincent is your biggest enemy. Aren’t you worried about her?"

Theodore said nothing. There was always a reason behind his actions. Rhea was Theodore's niece, the daughter of his eldest sister. There was hardly a seven-year gap between them. After the death of their parents, both Rhea and Peter considered Theodore their everything.

“What, you want me to chain Rhea to some other guy?” Theodore’s voice was a low, dangerous rumble. Even Fenil knew Rhea would rather die than marry anyone but Vincent.

“Fair point,” Fenil conceded. “Force her, and she’ll still love that bastard.” Theodore laughed at his words.

"Love? You know that love doesn't exist in this world. It's all just a game of hormones. Manipulation of hormones cannot be called love. When the hormones are gone, love is gone," Theodore had a clear opinion about love. Theodore’s words caused Fenil to fall silent. He thought Theodore hated love, but now he realised Theodore actually disgusted love.

“Well, It’s because you never feel it before. By the way, when are you marrying?

You are turning thirty next year.” Fenil said, scratching his forehead. He was feeling anxious, but he also knew that what he could discuss with Theodore, no one else in the world could. And now it was essential to bring this matter to light.

“Well, we are dealing with Brown for their land in Xylos for our mine business.

Perhaps after that.”

Theodore lit another cigarette. Even he sees marriage and heirs as opportunities

to grow his empire, and nothing more. There was no other feeling he could feel other than rage. No one was able to break the wall of his heart. 

Two weeks later, Aria arrived at the location sent by Peter. She boarded onto a giant ship which took guests to the island. She heard that Rhea and Peter’s uncle just bought an island this year and Rhea wanted her wedding to be held there. Rhea, Peter, and his family had already reached the island by a private yacht.

Aria was already stressed about her blind dates that her dad set up for her.

Yesterday she found her father looking at several photos to marry her off but there were some men with forty years of age. Now she was floating to Heart Island, at least for a few days, she would be away from all this chaos. The chartered plane landed on the private island, and all the guests disembarked.

"Aria..." Rhea called out to her, her face was glowing like a bride to be.

“Congrats, Rhea! I’m thrilled for you!” Aria hugged her tightly, her own troubles fading for a moment. After dealing with many misunderstandings, Rhea and Vincent were about to become one.

"I’m so glad you came. Peter has been missing you since morning," Rhea poked her elbow, teasing her. Hearing this made Aria feel a bit awkward. She didn’t say anything but made up her mind that she would confess everything to Peter once the wedding is over.

“Feel yourself home.” Rhea pressed her hand. Aria went inside the resort, which was a seven-star resort built at the seashore. The bodyguards patrolled every corner.

The wedding venue was far more lavish than Aria's imagination; every corner of the resort screamed luxury. Peter’s uncle’s taste was so expensive. Aria had never met Uncle Theo, but Peter’s stories painted him as a terrifying figure—strict, unyielding, a man who made Peter quake with a single phone call.

As Aria was walking towards her assigned room, she suddenly sensed that spicy fragrance again. It’s been three days but the scent of that man had not left her mind yet. As she moved forward, a pair of arms wrapped around her. She shoved back and gasped. Her breath turned heavier.

“Aria, what’s wrong? Do I look like a monster?” Peter’s voice was tinged with hurt. “You’re still not used to my touch?”

She breathed a sigh of relief when she found it was Peter. I rubbed her forehead, considering she must be a fool to think of him as that man, How could he be here? They were on the private island where hundreds of bodyguards guarding the guest and not even a single unknown drone could fly above the resort. 

“No, I am not scared. It was sudden,” Aria smiled forcibly and rubbed her elbow. 

"I am so glad that you decided to come." Peter said. "I hope you are not angry with Khloe too, she mistook me for her boyfriend." He asked, Aria knew she cannot avoid Khloe because they belong to the same friends group. Khloe was invited to the wedding too. Khloe’s father was a big industrialist and they all part of an elite group.

"No, I am not upset with her." Aria said, anyway she had no right to be upset with Khloe. Peter smiled and grabbed her hand.

"Go and get ready beautifully. I want you to meet someone. The most important person of my life.”

Aria entered her room and took a deep breath. If just a few days ago, Peter had introduced her to his family, she would have been very happy. Aria took a bath and wore a yellow sundress. She looked quite beautiful, with light brown hair and blue eyes. Everyone said she took after her mom, with her pale skin and thin body.

Once she was ready, Aria stepped outside. All the guests had gone to their rooms. Peter, Rhea, and her other friends were waiting for her, but Aria noticed that there was someone else there as well. However, he was sitting with his back to her. Aria could only see his broad shoulders.

"Hey, Aria, you’re here!" Peter got up from his chair to welcome her. "I told you about the special person in my life—my uncle Theodore."