All Chapters of Seducing My Fiance's Uncle: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Eric POV Tears blurred my eyes as I stared at my brother's photo. His memory was still fresh in my brain like it was yesterday. We were so happy; he was getting his dream and finally becoming the king of Elorida, and I was happy for him. Until he was shot, minutes before his crown was placed on his head. His blood stained my shirt, gushing through him as his hand held on to me tightly like he was fighting for his life until he closed his eyes and died. Today makes it a week. And all of a sudden, I became seen. I became the next heir. I was usually referred to as the spare son, and now everyone is waiting for me to take over my brother's place and become king. A situation I cannot allow to happen. One, I don't like the role. Two, I am gay, and gays can't be king. It has been a long time tradition. My phone's ringing tone echoed around my room, drawing my eyes from my brother's photo. I reached out for my phone, which was by my bedside. A smile graced my lips as I stared at the

Eric's POV His house wasn’t far from the club, a street away. Sexual tension filled the air as he drove towards his house, his hands still on my dick. My eyes roamed around his body, his abs, his smirk as he glanced at me. His car smelt just like him, danger mixed with sin. From what I have gathered from the stranger, his name is Damien. That was the only thing I knew. Immediately he drove to his penthouse; he parked his car and stepped out, turning around to open my door. His rough, masculine hands cupped my cheeks; his eyes met mine, burning with desire and something I can't place my hands on. The light glowed on his face, revealing his clear olive skin and blue eyes. My eyes landed on his lips. I sucked in a deep breath. A rush of desire filled me as I stared at his full lips. A smile graced his lips. “I was right. You are actually beautiful.” My heart skipped a bit as I stared at him. A red hue covered my cheeks. Maybe because I wasn’t used to compliments. Mike never complime

Eric POV A heavy block settled on my throat as I ran to the bathroom. I took in a deep breath, trying as hard as I could to take a deep breath. This can't be happening. Damien can't be Katherine's uncle; he can't be the mafia don that my mum talked about. I curled my hands into a tight fist; different emotions spiralled within me as I paced round the room loosening my tie. My eyes scanned the whole room until they fell on the mirror, and immediately I wanted to pull my eyes away. To stop staring at the monster, the total failure that I was. Everything I do, every step I take, keeps coming back as a failure. Just this one time I decided to have casual sex and ended up having it with my fiancé's uncle, a man who doesn't even have feelings for anyone. A selfish monster and a mafia don. How would the people feel if they found out that the heir to the throne was gay and not only gay, but also slept with his fiancée's uncle, who was a mafia don? Gosh! How can this be happening to me? Thi

Eric POV As Damien disappeared from my sight, emotions burned within me. Guilt, frustration, and confusion. I closed my eyes for a moment to steady my breath. What would I tell Mike now? That he broke up with me and that, on the same day, I cheated on him? Or that the person I slept with was my fiancé's uncle, a mafia don, and probably my brother's killer. Immediately I got to the hotel, I walked straight to the room reserved for both of us. This was where we usually met each other to avoid anyone's suspicion. Mike sat by the table, putting on a tight white singlet and a pair of blue jean trousers. His face brightened up the moment he saw me; my eyes darted to the petals he had arranged on the bed with the little red velvet cake in the middle. “Mike?” I called out, my voice almost in a whisper as my eyes surveyed the whole place. He walked up to me, his eyes dull and filled with tears, as if he had been crying. “Eric, I am sorry, okay? I am so sorry...” He paused, his eyes sear

Eric POV “What the hell?” I muttered as my eyes met the cold, vacant eyes. “Thomson?” I asked in disbelief. My eyes moved from Damien, who shrugged at me, back to him. “Thomson?” I asked again. “I saw him this morning. He greeted me. Why... why would you try to threaten me?” I asked. “Threaten you? Baby, he did not come there for Mike. He planned to lure you and kill you. That is what he would have done,” he said. I stared at him, my mouth slightly opened. “But why? I have never done anything to him. I even attended his marriage and allowed him to use my cars and all. He...” I heaved a sigh. “It does not make any sense,” I added. “Someone was using him. Someone close to you. Someone that can make him defile his oath to serve you,” he said and pulled out a phone from his back pocket. He handed the phone to me. “That is his phone,” he said. “If you go through his call logs, you would find out that he has been receiving calls from a particular person for the last three days. I c