All Chapters of Kiss me : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

SandroTwo months laterI’m still lying down, having come to hide here at my aunt's for two months. The day after I was forced to accept this marriage, I packed my bags in the middle of the night and came to my aunt's place. Nobody knows I have an aunt in the neighboring town. Since my arrival, I’ve been helping her with her agency. And everything is going well. Marissa thought she could force my hand? I can just imagine her face when she realized I was gone. I laugh; she must have pulled her hair out screaming. Such a manipulative person. I didn’t know she was this crazy. She’s not normal. I wash up and head downstairs. The agency is just below. My aunt is already downstairs. She’s an early riser.I find her preparing coffee:- Good morning, Aunt!- Sandro, did you sleep well?- Yes, and you?- Very well until you started snoring. I felt like a truck was passing through my house.- Aunt, you’re exaggerating as always.- No, this time I’m telling the strict truth.I take the coffee sh

SandroI stay hidden under the counter until my aunt comes to find me there. I've been hiding for over two hours. She went upstairs to look for me; she couldn't find me and is wondering where I went. She opens her eyes wide as she speaks, despite the signs I make for her not to say anything:- Sandro... but... what are you doing here, my boy? You have company.Damn... double damn... She ruined everything. I have to come out, and here’s this giant monster crashing down on me and lifting me as if I weighed nothing.My aunt, surprised by how he’s handling me, asks:- But what’s going on? Be gentle with him; do you want to hurt him?- Your nephew got my sister pregnant and was on the run. He needs to make things right.- My nephew isn’t that kind of person.- Pregnant? No, she’s not pregnant.- How many months have you been running? Two months; we just learned she’s pregnant since she’s been throwing up all day. You’re going to be a dad, my boy, and a very loving husband.- Damn, I’m scre

Djena "Auntie, you have a visitor.""Idiot, can't you let them in? You're always so stupid."I let the visitor in. It's always like this, especially when there are guests; she humiliates me even more. My name is Djena, and I'm seventeen. I came from the village two years ago to help my mother's cousin, who is no longer alive. I never knew my father, and now I've become her live-in maid. Without money at the end of the month for soap to wash myself or a small ointment to use. She misses no opportunity to hit me. I've become the household slave. Sometimes, I want to leave this house, but where would I go? I have nowhere to go. I don't want to go back to the village either. I wonder how I will turn out in this house. Will I work for her my whole life? That's the question I keep asking myself. I take out the clothes to be washed. She is getting ready to go to the market; she owns a hair shop. "Djena, come here."I hurry over to her, and as I get close, she pushes me away: "What is i

DjenaThis morning, like every morning, my aunt left for the market. But strangely, my uncle hadn't left yet. It's not like him to stay home this long. After serving breakfast, I went to the kitchen to eat mine. My uncle came into the living room and called me:"Djena?""Uncle!"I ran to him. He was settled, but instead of eating, he wasn't eating. What was he waiting for?"Uncle, I'm here.""Yes, I see that. Come sit with me, we'll eat together. I don't like eating alone.""Uncle, Auntie doesn't like that.""She won't know anything. Who's going to tell her? Come sit."I hesitated for a moment before sitting beside him. He served me before serving himself.We ate in silence. I have to admit, for the past few days, my uncle has been kinder than before, and I really like that. This morning, as usual, I was wearing a tank top and had tied a sarong. These are my clothes since I've been here. I have four in total, and I change them every day. I have nothing else, and my aunt doesn't want t

DjenaOh Lord, what is this I feel in his arms? I don't understand anything; I'm completely flustered when he gets close to me! It's so incomprehensible!I touch between my thighs and see some liquid come out! It's not the day of my period, so what is this? I don't understand this!I hurry to finish my chores. I wonder if Uncle can buy me the things I need. I rarely leave the house! Yet, I need things from the market. After cleaning the entire house, I'll settle in front of the TV. I change channels to find a movie where people are kissing. I want to know what men do to women and how they feel. I'm not stupid; I know what my uncle wants to show me: he wants to show me what men and women do. But, I ask myself: Is it normal that he's the one showing me? I'm his wife's niece! Normally, my boyfriend should be the one showing me this! I stopped going to school in the first grade, so I didn't get much education. He won't play with me like this, will he?Evening arrives very quickly. I look