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Adonis flinched in shock. "Yes, news," grandpa angrily repeats. "I am sorry Grandfather, I've been careless, I will have someone handle the situation now," he honestly speaks. "You brat, you're a married man! If you get involved with the eldest daughter of the Apollinaries family again, Not to mention your wife, anyone would think that you're being inappropriate," Hearing this, Adonis smirks. "Grandpa..." he calls in a mocking voice. "I seem to remember that grandpa didn't like Caitrona,"

Grandpa asked, and a wave of fury flashed across my face as I watched all the judgmental people nodding in agreement with Grandpa's absurd words. "Since when you started to put your interest in an actress's personal information, Grandpa?" I tried to not appear rude, but damn I couldn't control my emotions at all. Seeing my evident rage, Grandpa's tone softened. "Taking out your lust is fine, dear, Derek, but don’t think this woman could become a part of our family,” Grandpa stated wisely while I just sneered out loud. “FYI, Grandpa, I don't only lust for this woman, but love too…

"I’m willingly walking into a circus for you." I laughed and leaned my head back against the seat, feeling a little lighter now that he agreed. Still, something nagged at me. "Hey," I said, lifting my head again, "I’ve been meaning to ask, how come your own nephew doesn’t recognize you?" Alaric shrugged, a small smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth. "It’s not that strange. Technically, we’re related, but not closely. Our family is massive and complicated, you practically need a family tree the size of a skyscraper to track everyone.

“I…I think he’s my uncle. My father’s older brother. I didn’t even know he existed.” That’s when Ellen came rushing toward me, slightly breathless and brushing hair from her face. “Oh my God, what happened? Sorry, I was in the parking lot trying to pick a call, why do you look like you just saw a ghost?” “I think I just met Gerald Thompson,” I murmured. “And he doesn’t like me.” Ellen muttered a curse under her breath. “I didn’t expect him to. He’s trying to steal your inheritance, remember?” I sighed. “He might be the only family I have left. I didn’t want this to be a fight.”

It was true that my grandfathers—the men who'd raised me—lived on an island, but they were no fishermen. Edgar Blythe, or Grandpa Eddie, was the highest-bounty serial killer on the international wanted list. Countless tyrants and scum had died at his hands. Franklin Graves, or Grandpa Frankie, was an underground boxing champion who could smash half a ton of granite into powder with just one punch. Tobias Mercer, or Grandpa Toby, had been one of the top secret agents in Acratius in his younger days.

I inherently looked for the good in every person since Grandpa had raised me to be kind. Mom and Uncle Jared, wearing genuinely remorseful expressions, paid their respects to Grandpa and cried as they apologized to me.

Telling me her baby was grateful to me, her aunt. Meaning, she would be pregnant soon. I should help them as long as I am still here. "Say that again," I said coldly, returning her smile. "I want it clear for the camera." “ What?” Sophia blinked as if finally being jolted from whatever silly world she was in. "What you just said. Repeat it big Sis." Alexandre sat up. "Put the fucking phone down Brenda." "How long?" I kept recording. "Both of you. How long has this been going on?"

“Suck your stepfather’s cock clean like the filthy family cumslut you are. Use that tongue. Taste every drop of your own cunt and my load mixed together. Mommy is going to fuck that freshly creampied pussy now and stretch it even wider for the cult.” Elena did not wait even a single second. She lined up the enormous dildo and thrust it into my cum-filled cunt in one long powerful stroke, forcing Marcus’s thick load to squelch and splash out around the sides of the toy and drip onto the altar below. The mix of my juices and his warm cum made the wettest, most obscene squelching sounds with every hard pump as she started fucking me fast and deep. She gripped my hips tightly and slammed into me

"You heartless brat! Are you really going to destroy your aunt's family over a dead man?" I took the blow head-on. A sharp pain shot through my leg, but I stood perfectly straight without stepping back. "Grandpa, my dad isn't dead yet. He's your biological son." Grandpa shook with anger. "What son of mine is he? He fell out with the whole family just for a wife. Look at him now. His wife passed away a long time ago, leaving him with nothing but a burden like you! "Your uncle's family is rich and powerful, and our whole family benefited when your aunt married him! Now you want to take what's theirs? Not a chance!"

Around the table, conversation quieted. I opened my mouth. Before I could answer, Ethan spoke. “Grandma.” His voice was quiet, like he was embarrassed. Evelyn frowned slightly. “What?.” Ethan forced a small smile. How could they not see it? “You don’t have to do this.” “Do what?” His gaze dropped briefly to his plate. The performance was flawless. “Bring up something we’re both still trying to move past.” Several people immediately looked sympathetic. I nearly scoffed. The audacity. Ethan continued before anyone could respond.