A Secret Affair With My Best Friend's Uncle のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

Cassandra's POVMira and I got back to my apartment, and thankfully there weren’t any reporters swarming outside the place. That alone felt like a small miracle, because I didn’t think I had the strength to face anyone again, not after the scandal.“You can rest for the time being and go back to work later,” Mira said as we settled in, but the moment she mentioned work, I scoffed bitterly.“What work? I’ve been fired.”“Fired?” Mira frowned. “What kind of craziness is that? How could you be fired just because you’re dating someone?” She paused, suspicion flickering in her eyes. “Or is there something more to this?”I caught her questioning gaze, and I knew there was no point hiding anything anymore. Things had already spiraled far beyond control, so I decided to tell her about Margaret’s involvement in everything.“It’s actually..” I started, but Mira’s phone beeped, cutting me off. That was when it hit me that, unlike me, she wasn’t unemployed. She had somewhere to be, responsibiliti

Dante’s POV“Meet your parents?” she blurted, her eyes almost dropping out of their sockets, and I nodded my head calmly.“Yes, we can use this time—” I was saying, but she cut me off immediately.“What crazy thing are you saying? Why would I go meet your parents?” she breathed, pacing around the room in agitation. “Or are they not Mira’s grandparents you’re talking about?”“Since I’m Mira’s uncle, that means her grandparents are my parents, so you are right,” I mumbled, and she heaved a heavy, frustrated sigh.I could tell that she was uncomfortable with the idea, which made me realize that the request was unreasonable at the time. She was still under the heat of the scandal that had just broken out, and I shouldn’t have suggested something like that, not now.“I don’t think we should do that. I mean, this is still—”“Don’t worry about that. I’m just pulling your legs,” I breathed quickly, cutting her off this time.“How can you joke with something like that? You almost gave me a sca

Cassandra’s POVSilence settled heavily in the room after his words, while I stood there still in shock, unable to believe I was being faced with such a situation that very day. How had my father decided to ruin everything simply by being so rigid and stubborn?“Are you not going to talk?” he demanded. “I’m asking you to choose, do you want to stay with that man and be disrespected as a slut, or do you want to keep the little dignity you have left and come home with me?”“Why are you forcing me to make such a cruel choice?” I cried. “I don’t want to leave Dante, and I don’t want to stop being your daughter either, so stop making this so hard for me!”My eyes brimmed with tears as I walked toward him and took his hand, desperation spilling out of me.“Please, Dad, don’t let us end like this,” I begged, wrapping my arms around him. “You know you’re the one I love the most.”For a moment, he softened, his body relaxing slightly in my embrace.“I love you too, my princess,” he said gently

Margaret’s POVI walked into Julio’s mansion to find him surrounded by his men in the living room, while they tortured some men who were begging for mercy, and Julio simply watched from the sidelines as he was being pleasured by some girls.They took turns stroking and sucking his lengthy, hard cock, while his men were still in the room with him, which made the sight disgusted me even more.“Erm… erm,” I cleared my throat to get their attention, but the girls didn’t stop what they were doing, neither did his men stop torturing the others.“Julio, I’m here…” I began, but he angrily interrupted me.“Fuck you, Margaret! I’m almost reaching my climax!” he cursed as he got up, throwing bundles of cash at the girls before sending them away. I watched them glare at me before leaving.They probably hated me, but they would be thankful for this day if they ever realised the kind of man Julio truly was.“Let’s go upstairs,” he instructed without sparing me a glance, while ordering his men to bu

Dante’s POVI slipped into the house carefully, hoping Cassandra would have slept like one of those days when she sketched all day and then collapsed from exhaustion. But luck wasn’t on my side today.“Is there a reason you’re tiptoeing in your own house, Mr. Blackwell?” I heard her ask, and I froze.Fuck. I got caught.“Tiptoeing? Who’s doing that?” I mused, turning to look at her. She was standing there, arms crossed under her chest, and I chuckled to ease the awkwardness.“Working late?” she asked, stepping closer. I panicked. From this distance, she couldn’t see my bloodied shirt, but up close, there’d be no hiding it.“Yes… how have you been, kitten?” I asked, crashing my lips against hers, trying to cover the state I was in. But, as always, I lost myself in the kiss.“Mhmm,” we moaned into it, my hands roaming over her body as she wrapped her hands around my neck, deepening the kiss, which earned a sharp, painful groan from me.“Ahh,” I let out a whimper, which immediately pulle