Loving Aunt Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Seeing my arm linked with Sean, he gritted his teeth and muttered, almost inaudibly, “Aunt Tina.” I nodded expressionlessly. It did not take long before he cornered me on the balcony. “Tina, I was wrong. I know you’ve never liked Yvette. I’ll keep my distance from her. She’ll never come between us again! Someone like my uncle can only give you money. I can give you unconditional love.” If he had said that in front of Sean, I might have respected his courage. However, sneaking away to whisper it to me only made me despise him more.

Clara asked a hundred questions about the mysterious aunt she'd never met. When the doorbell rang, I froze. Adam kissed my forehead. "You've got this." Clara ran ahead, pulled the door open. My aunt stood on the porch. Smaller than I remembered. Older. A box in her hands and something in her eyes that looked like hope. Clara looked up at her. "Are you the lady who draws hearts?" My aunt's face crumpled. Just for a moment. Then she knelt down. "I'm your great-aunt. And yes. I draw hearts."

I slammed the door shut, concealing my presence, and fled down the stairs, my emotions in turmoil. Aunt Amelia, with her always-perceptive nature, could tell something was amiss as she observed my troubled expression. She offered her unwavering support and a comforting presence. "Hey, dear, I was going to tell you that Chloe was here," she explained, acknowledging my deep-seated dislike for Chloe. "You alright, sweetie?" she inquired, her maternal concern evident in her gentle pat on my head.

—— "You lost your parents at a young age. So, we took you in when you were only four. Your uncle and I raised you like you were our own. How could you repay us by treating my girl like this, you little wretch? "When you were kids, you tore up her books, stole her pens, wouldn't let her study in peace, and even convinced her classmates to shut her out. "Now that she's an adult, you've got her stealing your grandma's surgery money to buy you a car? You heartless, rotten soul—why don't you just drop dead?" My aunt yanked my hair, slapping me over and over. The way she looked at me was filled with such hate. I swore she would have torn me to pieces if she could have.

I hugged her back, and aunt Eva let go of me and looked at me from top to bottom. "You have grown up so much Venny" OH yeah that sweet name Venny that aunt Eva calls me with, I just scratch my neck cause DAMN VENNY WAS MY CHILDHOOD NAME, "Eva, who's on the door?" ... HELLOOO there, Well, here I come with another chapter of 18 to 80 for y'all. I hope you are Loving it, cause I'm loving it to write. have a good day. '

Chapter 14 Mr Young sprang away from me like he had been burnt which would have been amusing if not for Aunt watching us in a very suspicious way, with her brow arched and lips tugging up slightly. “I thought you went for dessert so I was thinking of helping you. Pardon me dear!” says aunt,fanning her face with her hands, dramatically. “I’ll be right there.” I informed, Blushing and not meeting her eyes. She barks out a loud laugh like she was so proud of what she had witnessed.

, Aunt, it was just a casual conversation nothing as such. They felt a little bad at this, then aunt asked me to be in touch with him. See child, that's a golden opportunity we all can be out of this dirth if we land this opportunity. You need to woe him. You are an amazing young girl work your moves. She was swinging her wide ass, funny wicked people. I was feeling pity for them when an idea strikes.

“Come out and eat something, sweetheart. I made food for you.” I wanted to open my mouth and say something so badly but nothing came out. Eventually, I heard the sound of her footsteps as she left. My aunt was always good at giving me space when she thought I needed it. It was then that I realized how good of a person my aunt truly was. She had been nothing but compassionate and supportive amidst the chaos that had engulfed my life–despite the lies and secrets that seeped into our family. Despite the fear that she was getting entangled in a mess that her own sister had left behind.

Raymond has known me for years, yet I didn't fall in love with him, so I don't think falling in love with Tyler in just a few months will happen either. My Aunt stopped when she got to the door. "Harriet," she called me. I looked at her, expecting what she's got to say. "The regret will be more painful if you lose Tyler." With that she opened the door and left. Right now I'm super confused. What my aunt said just now struck light lightning in my heart and I was scared. Then I knew that even if it's just a night to spend with him, I will give my right arm for it.

God, even his voice sounded so freaking filthy hot. "Tell him just how wet you are for him.” Aunt turned to me, “tell him how much you want his cock in this wet tight teenage pussy of yours.” “Y-yes.” Was the only word I managed to utter; apparently it was the only word I needed to say, as from there Aunt pulled me closer, and then it was like she was going to kiss me, and I was desperately craving lips, so I opened my mouth, breathing heavily, and instead of what I expected, she spat in my mouth and then quickly placed her fingers on my tongue.