Spoiled Rotten By My Uncles Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Chapter 18: Uncle Greg MIA My family is all kinds of weird, there's my uncle, Greg, my dad's elder brother who is the family’s black sheep. He went to jail for trafficking drugs and other reckless behaviors which made my grandpa give the company's rights to my dad. Uncle Greg is manipulative and narcissistic, always in one trouble or the other and my dad is always the one bailing him out.

At least, what I was here for was happy to see me. Dante must have seen the change in my expression as a sardonic smile hit his lips. "You want to be fucked? Oh, you'll be fucked alright. But not before I burn it into your mind how much of a pathetic slut that you are. A slut hungry for her Uncle's cock." With anger in my voice and venom in my words, I spat back. "You're not my Uncle, you're just a boy my grandparents raised, so you don't deserve that title."

Simona was busy with a picture book that simulated animal noises, and Daniele sat on the blanket beside her, only half focused on his game while he kept throwing glances toward his sister’s book. Cherry curled up beside me, and I began stroking her soft fur at once, hoping it would calm me. Since Jude had told me about my uncles, my heart had been beating faster than usual. In the mob, falling from grace usually meant your death. I wasn’t sad about the death of my uncles. They had been bad men, even by our very twisted standards, but I was worried what it meant for Jude, for us, and I couldn’t stop thinking about my poor cousin, Kiara, who was now an orphan.

said the first uncle with an angry tone and threw the contract on the ground . Justin stared at him then the bodyguards went towards the first uncle . " Don't come near me ! " said the first uncle and used his martial arts but the bodyguards were stronger than him and pushed him down . One of them grabbed him from his arm and the other punched him in the stomach so hard that he fainted . " Hubby ! Father ! " said the first uncle's wife with a worried expression then looked at mr Ranch . " He was rude first ! He is old enough to understand this on his own ! I am too old to teach him proper manners . " said mr Ranch and peeked at Justin who showed a devilish smirk .

Uncle's hands shivered as he pleaded, tears rolled down his cheek. “Uncle?" I called in an alarm. Aunt rose to her hurriedly, dragging her feet till she got to me. “Aldo?!" She gasped. One of the men stepped forward, he gave uncle a resounding slap that made him fall back. My chest dropped. I scampered and ran out to meet them. Uncle's clothes were soaked in sweat and tears. "Please, Spare me!!!” Uncle pleaded, my chest twisted with disgust. Uncle always does this; borrowing and never able to pay back.

She leaned closer, lowering her voice so only Lila and I could hear, her words dripping with a cold, calculated cruelty. "Let’s be honest about why our terrifying uncle took you in. Rowan is a monster, Veda. He’s the Butcher. No high-born omega in the West District would ever willingly tie her soul to a man with that much blood on his hands. He’s cold, he’s sadistic, and the Council only tolerates him because he does the dirty work Julian is too noble to touch. He didn't choose you because you're special. He chose you because you were the only piece of garbage desperate enough to take his name without screaming."

I was so patient I was going to scream. After breakfast I let James lead me to the study, where I spent most of my days now. It was easier than trying to do anything useful. The company ran itself, or at least it ran well enough without me. My father had taken over most of my responsibilities, and my uncle Alaric had stepped in to handle the rest, which was its own special kind of humiliation. Alaric, the black sheep, the one who'd left the family to build his own empire, now had to come back and clean up after his nephew like I was a child who couldn't be trusted with the family business. I hated it. I hated all of it.

Nonetheless, I knew we were not meant to be, so I wrote my feelings for him in the diary. If Benjamin had not read the diary, I would have lived on as the obedient niece… but that was not the case. He read my diary and tore it into pieces. He thought I was disgusting to develop a romantic feeling for him. "What is wrong with you? I'm your uncle! Yes, we're not related by blood, but I'll forever be your uncle. And that's all!"

He wasn’t my uncle. When I opened my eyes, his smile had grown. “So you see, my dear. There is nothing… improper about what I want. Nothing to stop you from being mine.” I felt bile rise in my throat. “You disgust me. Whether you’re my uncle or not doesn’t matter—you’re a monster.” He tilted his head, studying me with those blood-red eyes. “Call me a monster all you like. Monsters win. And soon… so will I.” I turned away from him, refusing to let him see the fear creeping into my chest. I could feel the revulsion crawling across my skin. My hands gripped my stomach protectively.

“I'm sorry, Adrian. I should have been firmer; I should have refused this offer. It is my fault that your wolf is confused. Sleep...it will all be over come morning." What would be over? What wou… ** *** **** The hunt was easy; his uncles were just drunk enough to fall for their own traps. "The hell are you going like that?" Uncle Spencer asked; he was the oddest germaphobe and the only sober one of the three to realise that he was not heading in the direction of the showers despite the blood covering his frame. "My wife is with Mum and her friends peeling bean pods.” He answered quickly before turning away.