All Chapters of The Forbidden Fruit: My Alpha Step-Uncle: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Hunter“Luna Amber’s private jet has just touched down safely, Alpha.”I gazed calmly at the city below my feet. Inside me, a thunderstorm. Over the years, I've never stopped collecting, gathering. Every piece of news, down to the tiniest detail—I devoured like I was starved.If there were no updates, I'd go through the old news in my mind over and over. Luna Amber Mills. Married for four years, widowed for two. Had a son with Edward Mills, who, upon passing, left her his entire fortune, as well as the full reins of the SilverScent Pack. SilverScent is a small pack but M Corp has a solid status in the realm. There is no lucrative business in the realm, big or small, that doesn't have M Corp attached to it. Edward Mills’ fortune alone is a gold mine. And since Amber Mills took over as CEO, when Black Crescent Holdings quadrupled its profits over the past six years, M Corp tripled theirs in just two. With all that wealth, blood-sucking piranhas like Vale Oakwood are already circli

EvaAs soon as she got an update from the vine, she hurried over to MoonCore. Amber was walking into an ambush, and she needed to stop it from happening before it was too late!She tried calling but that darn habit of her best friend to turn off her phone fifteen minutes before a meeting completely shut down that avenue of rescue. So she had no choice but to dive into the pit of danger herself. “The things I do for you, Eddie,” she cursed under her breath as her car swerved perfectly into the parking box. Grabbing her phone, she jumped out of the car and ran to the elevator, her mind already hatched out a rescue plan. But the second her finger pressed the button for the tenth floor, where the main conference room is, she was yanked back and pushed up against the wallAnd that infuriatingly dashing beast with his magnetic austere face was back in hers. “You’ve gotta be kidding me! What the hell are you doing?” “My boss needs to speak with Luna Amber urgently so you can’t be inter

AmberHis mouth was on my stomach. His kisses, hot and devouring, like he was sucking nectar from my pussy. And all the while, his fingers scraped and stroked mercilessly.“What else, hmmm?” I was busy twisting in pleasure. My mind all filled with his lips and fingers, and the enticing moves they were making on my body. “Come on, tiger,” he exhaled against my belly button, “what else?” “We'll put… ,” I panted, my voice high and airy, and I repeated the two words over and over until something popped in: “a sofa…!”He kissed just above the soft curls of my core. “A sofa… .”And then, he was back between my thighs.“What else?” The blunt head of his monstrous shaft pressed against my swollen lips, and I whimpered a thrill in his name.“Yes, I’m here, tiger.” It slipped—a teaser along my opening—and I shuddered in frustration. “Coffee table!” He smiled, liking what he was seeing, getting more turned on because his breathing grew shallow like mine. A sharp inhale, and then his tip

AmberI searched over and under the machines. In between them and around them. But he was not there. And with every second, my anxiety grew ten folds.And the ox who wouldn’t stop following me kept saying things that only added lightning to the thunderstorm inside me. “Amber, if he was taken, they’d be rushing to bring him out. I have people already searching the perimeter so let’s go through the tapes to see where he went—.” I shrugged off his hand for the millionth time. “You think I don’t know the drill? You think I don’t have people? I told you: this is none of your goddamn business!” He grabbed my elbow and yanked me over. And as I crushed against those hard planes of his chest, he begged under his breath, “Your business is mine, Am.” Ignoring the mad pounding in my ribcage, I pushed his shoulders. “My business is mine and mine alone. He’s my son, not yours.” “What if he is?” That caught me. I stared bewildered at his heaving chest, suddenly aware of his heat spreading a

AmberI pushed him back and got on his lap, my tongue driving deeper, stroking fiercer, and he cradled my nape to keep me there, wanting me there. Sinking my fingers into his hair, I grabbed the back of his skull and pushed him deeper into my mouth, to get more of his tongue. And his mouth slanted to put more of himself in, telling me to take it. Take all of him. Because he's mine. And I grew possessive. I clawed his back to drag him in, wanting it all, every fucking bit of him. And he kissed me back evenly, sucking fiercely, pulling me deeper—. Not enough. I tore back to yank my hoodie over my head.But then his breath hitched. His throat bobbed furiously, lips parted in awe. And I paused. I watched those ember eyes glide over the swell of my breasts and felt his tongue across my skin.My heaving hardened. Then, his gaze lingered on the black lacy bra, and my nipples went hard.My urges started bubbling under the heat of his longing gaze. But I stayed where I was, hand