Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Three Step-Uncles Want Me (The Alcatraz Brothers): Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

I spent the rest of the day sinking into my thoughts. Mr. Joe Anderson was mad at me for agreeing to tutor Nathan. Seeing him so furious killed something inside me. And I wanna fix that. I wanna appease him. But it'd mean telling the Professor that I didn't want to tutor Nathan. But I can't do that. I might have enough nerves to challenge my peers but I don't have enough to flatly refuse an elder. And also, if he asks for reasons, what do I say? What do I tell him?I don't know what to do. I'm restless. Sad. Nervous. Anxious!After much thinking, I came to a decision. The last class ended and I left the hall with just one destination in mind. The boys' locker room. Nathan had to be there. I needed to talk to him. I stepped inside and was momentarily frozen by the number of guys here. They all turned to me, and an insane amount of cheering and whistling followed. “Look who came visiting. Willow Smokes in the house, boys!” One of them cheered. I never bothered learning their name

I got ready for school, earlier than I should. Downstairs was empty, with no sign of Mum, which was great. I hurried out of the house, taking the first cab I could find. I gave him the address of where I was headed which was on a completely different route from my school. The address turned out to be an eatery. It was in the middle of a rich neighbourhood. I stared for minutes, unsure if I should go in there. It didn't look like a place for casual hangouts. But then it was the address given to me, so I had no choice but to go in and see if he was there. I paid the cabman and alighted from it. I was ushered in by very prim and expensive-looking waitresses. They asked for my name and led me to a table at the farther end of the room. “Dad!” I squealed when I saw him. He stood, smiling, arms spread apart for me. “My girl,” I ran into his arms, hugging him so tightly whilst shedding happy tears. Can't believe Mum's trying to starve me of this all my life. “Sit down, dear.” He pull

Mr. Joe Anderson pulled me behind him just as the door creaked open. My eyes were shut and I was shaking. Whoever it was must have stopped at the door because there weren't any extra footstep sounds. But I could still feel the extra presence.“You asked me to come see you.” The voice, which I recognized by the way, said, breaking the icy silence.My heart dropped. Nathan?“Yes.”My eyes widened. Yes? He invited Nathan to his office and also invited me. Why?“Willow was just leaving,” he said, patting my hair. I sucked in my tears and mustered the courage to open my eyes. I took extra seconds to subtly fix my skirt before coming out from behind Mr. Joe's buff physique. Nathan's gaze was fixated on me. Every inch of it was judging me brutally. It almost made me burst into tears. I went to where I'd dropped my bag, picked it up, and walked briskly out of the office. I wasn't even sure where I was headed so I took a detour and went to the restroom. I couldn't help the tears but eventu

Being in his veiny arms felt like the safest place to be. Disappointment stretched through my heart when he gently placed me on a bed. He'd carried me in here naked. He'd dumped my clothes in the living room and now we're in my room…wait a minute, his bedroom?!I looked at him with terrified eyes but there was just arousal and a steaming sensation in his eyes. And hunger, predatory hunger. He held my gaze as he slowly began unbuttoning his shirt. His broad chest had a beautiful mat of hair that I was itching to run my fingers through. He took off his shirt and began undoing his belt. My legs were touching the floor while my hands were braced on the bed, and he was standing right in front of me. “Ever sucked a dick?” He asked, unzipping his fly. Panic gripped me. But I managed to shake my head. He smirked. “Good.” He dropped his pants and his briefs and I was staring at the dick that's been tearing me apart. It was erect, long, and veiny. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of

I stared at the full-length mirror, gobsmacked by how different I looked in the dress. It was a black, straight dress, with a slit that stretched to my middle thigh. It had a turtleneck, long sleeves, and a mermaid tail silhouette. There was a lace fitting around my chest, showing a bit of my cleavage. I wore pearl bracelets around the sleeves, earrings, and a necklace to go. And shockingly, it brought out curves I never knew I had. Now I'm more stunned about my transformation than anyone else. I got my hair styled. I was wearing makeup. I look…fucking sexy! Not skanky sexy though. Just elegant-sexy. My admiring gaze caught Joe's eyes in the mirror. For a brief second, I forgot he was with us in this dressing room. Me, the woman attending to me, and him. I shuddered slightly at the slutty intensity of his gaze. He's undressing me with his eyes. He's staring at me like he wants to gobble me up, and right in front of an audience. He has no ounce of secrecy in him, which makes him a