All Chapters of In Bed With My Step-uncle : Chapter 291 - Chapter 297

It’s strange how life has a way of bringing you back to your roots, even when you’ve spent so long running from them.I had walked away from the mansion, from my family, from everything that had been weighing me down for years. But even as I left, I couldn’t shake the feeling that this wasn’t just about cutting ties, it was about finding myself again.Xander had been right. I didn’t owe anyone an explanation. I didn’t have to keep living the way they wanted me to. But there was still the question of what came next.I found myself standing outside a small café, just around the corner from the apartment. The sun had set, and the city lights were flickering on, painting the streets with soft, golden hues. It was one of those nights when the air felt cool and alive, like everything in the world was on the verge of something new.I had no plan for what I was going to do next, only that I wasn’t going to let the pressure crush me anymore, I’d let it go. Let the past, the company, the expect

The night air was cool as I walked alongside Xander, our footsteps in sync as we made our way back to the apartment. The city was getting quite, the busy streets now peaceful, the sound of distant traffic now barely audible in the background.I could feel a sense of calm settling over me, but underneath it, there was still a flicker of uncertainty. It had been a long time since I’d truly felt in control of my own life, and the weight of that realization was both freeing and terrifying."I don’t know if I’ve ever felt like this before," I said quietly, breaking the silence between us. "Like I’m actually… living for myself, you know?"Xander glanced at me, his smile soft and reassuring. "I know exactly what you mean. It’s a scary feeling, but it’s also kind of exhilarating, right?"I nodded, my gaze fixed ahead as we turned a corner. The streetlights flickered above us, casting long shadows on the pavement. "It is," I said. "But there’s still a part of me that’s holding back. Like I’m w

The days that followed Claire’s visit passed in a blur. I spent most of my time locked up in the apartment, trying to process everything that had happened. It felt like I was standing at the edge of something, but I wasn’t sure if I was ready to jump or if I should just turn back. My mind kept drifting back to that conversation with Claire, to the weight of the decision I had made.Was it really the right choice? Could I truly walk away from everything I’d known, everything my family had built?Xander noticed the shift in me, the way I’d become quieter, more withdrawn. It wasn’t intentional, but it was hard to ignore the nagging doubts that were taking root in my mind. Still, he didn’t push me to talk. He just let me be, his presence steady and constant. Sometimes, that was all I needed.We hadn’t spoken much about what had happened with Claire. I didn’t want to rehash it. It was painful enough to relive it in my mind. But Xander had this way of knowing when I needed him, even if I di

I felt my pulse quicken as I sat in my apartment staring at the ceiling. The lawyer’s threats had escalated, legal action, media scrutiny. My family was closing in, and the pressure felt suffocating. My phone vibrated again, the screen flashing with a name I hadn’t seen in months; Claire.I hesitated, my finger hovering over the screen. I hadn’t spoken to her since our last conversation, the one where she’d accused me of betraying everyone. The one where I’d finally made it clear that I couldn’t live the life they had planned for me. I wasn’t sure what to expect this time, but the truth was, I didn’t know if I could keep running anymore.Xander’s presence was a comfort, but it wasn’t enough to keep the doubt from creeping in. I couldn’t escape what my family wanted, the legacy, the business, the future that they had already mapped out for me, even though I hadn’t wanted it in the first place. They weren’t going to let go easily."Are you going to answer that?" Xander’s voice broke thr