I Love You Uncle Novels & Stories

I only care about the emotional damage this would inflict on his nephew. “I don’t care. I’m a virgin.” I blurted, nonchalantly. Probably saying my flaw would make him feel any better. But I only saw a look of shock on his face when he heard me. “No, that’s–” He stepped back with his words instantly falling beneath when I grabbed his necktie to capture his lips. Slap? Ill words? Wishing him bad luck? Fuck! Those are not enough to inflict the same pain on David like he did to me. If sleeping with his uncle wouldn’t work, then I’ll be the one to decide that.

And for the first time since the funeral, since the will, since Xavier looked at me like I was trash on his designer shoes… I cried, I pressed my palms to my face and screamed into the emptiness, my voice bouncing off the bare walls. “Why did you hate me that much?” I whispered to no one.

I was standing near the edge of the room, finally alone for a moment, when Marcus found me. "You look happy," he said, though his tone suggested the opposite observation entirely. "Married to my uncle. That's quite the upgrade." "Don't." "I'm just saying. A few weeks ago you were crying in my driveway, and now look at you." He stepped closer than was comfortable, close enough that I caught the smell of whiskey on his breath. "Tell me something. Does he know? About us? About everything we had before all this?" "There is no us, Marcus. There hasn't been for weeks."

My uncle and I watch as he and Collette walk away. "He’s completely obsessed with you," my uncle says once they’re out of earshot. "Really?" I ask, curious. "Did you notice how he couldn’t stop watching you, even when he was talking to me? He’s definitely in love," my uncle adds with a grin, and I can’t help but smile. "Now, let's run," he says suddenly, before taking off, and I laugh as I chase after him.

he said before I was fisting my hands. “That’s right. I know that I’m different but that doesn’t mean that my husband did not love me for who I am,” I said as I can sense that tear was brimming my eyes. I was taking a deep breath before I was looking at my uncle again. “Do you want it or not?” I asked before my uncle smirked. “if you give it freely, who am I to resist the reward?” My uncle said before he was about to take the briefcase before a cold voice was coming into the suite.

If you think that I am going to let you out on your own , then you must be joking . In all you do , don’t try to get on my bad side , act like a sweet girl and do as I say , because if uncle gets mad at you , last night is more like a taste of the iceberg, I might rip off every last piece of skin and you don’t want that . So be good . I stood there in shock trying to grasp what had just happened . As I stood in that spot , I watched my uncle get into the next car and leave , this time I couldn’t stop the tears that ran out of my eyes , I felt like a fucking slut .

“Answer me this one question, Arthur“ Aedan says. “When you look at me, what's the first thing that comes to your mind?“ “An old strict man“ “I'm being serious here“ “So am I, actually“ “So, you don't feel like you're in love with me?“ Uncle asked with a soft tone. I could tell he was embarrassed to say such words but I couldn't help bursting out laughing. That was one of the most ridiculous things I've ever had. “You can be quite funny, uncle“ I admit while trying to catch my breath. “Why would I be in love with you?“

"Hey, buddy? What did you bring your favorite uncle?" "You're my only uncle and I brought you a shirt. Dad said you'd love it" Zander said. "If your father said I'd love it then I will definitely not love it. Let's see it, the sooner the disappointment, the faster I'll get over it"

That's like my sister," Ivaan said, approaching me and standing beside me, staring at uncle. My Uncle said this while shaking his head and looking at us. "Why, uncle, do you want me to betray Zuriel? What has he done to you?" I cried. "You don't know anything, Bri. My company, even your company, was still on the verge of bankruptcy. We don't have any other way either, and why can't you do this?" he asked me. "Because I will never, ever betray him," I explained. Uncle gave me a sly grin. "So, you fell in love with him, but sadly, he's soon going to divorce you," he said, and I snapped my head towards him.

What a scourge. "Uncle, go home with me tonight. I'll give you a lot of money, as long as you sleep with me. Just this once." Did she think of him as a… gigolo? But being called "uncle"... Fredrik pinched her chin, held her little head and with his sexy thin lips curled: "Uncle? Am I that old?" Muah. "It's soft, not bad." Eliza was so drunk, she just knew that she liked the taste of this man. She saw his mouth approach and kissed him without thinking. It didn't turn out to be bad, at least she didn't feel disgusted.