Step Uncle Novels & Stories

“Liam. You’re here. For a moment, I thought you might brush me off, like you always brush off anything tied to our father’s wealth.” Liam took his seat opposite him, his movements calm and deliberate. When he finally looked up, his eyes glinted with amusement. “Our father’s wealth? Don’t forget, Adams—we don’t share the same father. You’re not my brother in the way you like to claim. You’re my nephew. Your father was my elder brother.”

I hadn't expected my uncles to support my plan immediately, but unity is strength, and they were seasoned businessmen. Uncle Leonardo, now the head of the family, had faced many temptations yet managed to remain uncorrupted—a fact I deeply admired. Uncle Lucius, on the other hand, was a master of networking and negotiation. I might tease him about his far-fetched stories and questionable decisions, but one thing was certain: when he entered a deal, he rarely lost. Except, of course, in his battle against Marianne's fertility—three kids later, it was clear he had waved the white flag there.

But it was too late for regrets; at least it was quiet here, with a classical tune in the background—every bit different from the loud thump of the club I’d just left. “This way, sir.” The butler called, leading me up a grand staircase. The carved balustrades were a magnificent work of art; Uncle Nico had always had an eye for beautiful pieces, taking his time with them, unlike my father, who had drifted from everything he grew up with. I looked up, and there he was at the top of the stairs, looking down at me. I held his gaze, my grimace intact so he’d understand just how pissed I was. “Oh, come on.” My uncle rolled his eyes. “Fine, I made a mistake with the timing and should have notified

"Okay yeah Stephan is Brenda's great uncle but he didn't know that. It's a complicated mess but here goes. Michael Athens is Brenda's father however few people know that or want to believe it. His father and step-mother denied her for the longest time because I never went to see him off the day he left or went to his funeral. Terry doesn't know about her cause unfortunately I never knew her and was afraid of her denying Brenda." "Yeah unfortunately that sounds like something Howerd would do," Stephan said with a lot of hatred in his voice. "How in the world did you get mixed up with someone as fucked up as my nephew?"

He starts to look around for his parents in the pavilion which serves as the sitting area. “Stanley! Hello!” Uncle Gregory, Stanley’s mother’s cousin who also happens to be his father’s accountant greets him with the enthusiasm that one would expect from a man of his social status who has nothing to worry about. He is short and his stomach is big and round so that when he waves at Stanley, his entire body bounces on the seat. “Hello, Uncle Gregory. Have you seen my parents?”

I was even more startled to find Milo here. "Uncle Stephen is Grandpa's consigliere. He will train you about the ways of the organization and how to deal with and interact with our associates." Tiny formally introduced him to me. It's been a long time since I've seen Uncle Stephen. He is my father's oldest brother. He is always busy with the family business and has never attended any of the family gatherings, which is why we never got that close to each other. "Our family business is linked with the organization, and we have so many associates that you will soon meet once you are ready," Uncle Stephen explained to me.

The right room belonged to him. My step-uncle.

I snapped, losing my patience with his almost intentional misunderstanding. "Watch it." His low voice warned as his eyebrow lifted at me in amusement. "The difference is that you're going around telling people we were step-siblings before this. That's not something to tell people Jack. I don't want people knowing that." I pushed as I stared up at him. His eyes narrowed at me as he lifted his lips into a slight smirk before speaking. "Why'd you fuck your stepbrother then?" He questioned as his eyebrows furrowed together. I stayed silent not really knowing what to say to that.

She laughed, "One tutoring session at a time. Anyway, let me know how things go with Adrian, and if you need backup for that gaming challenge, I'm just a call away." I laughed as she said it as it sounded so hilarious to me. But I appreciated her presence. As I hung up with Olive, my mom popped her head into my room, her expression expectant. "Jane, dinner's ready. Can you call your brother, Adrian?" I frowned at the mention of the word "brother." "Brother?" I echoed, my tone laced with reluctance. Mom sighed, her expression mirroring a mix of patience and understanding. "Jane, he is your stepbrother. It's time you accept him as family."

“You should really step your game up, dad, or mom might leave you.” “I’m plenty romantic son, let’s see how romantic you are when you’re not spending my money renting Scottish castles.” I snicker as the two of them bicker, and we huddle together to watch mom’s favorite movie for the fifteenth time. I smile at my family's happy faces, mom smiling as the movie begins, and my dad's eyes are filled with love and my heart sitting next to me. We’ll be one weird but loving family, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m looking forward to spending the rest of my life with my stepbrother.