Uncle Jesse Full House Novels & Stories

"But you know money talks." Money? Did they really think Jessiah's a gold-digger? "She's not that kinda person." "Can't be so sure. You just met her." "I trust her." "Yeah. I know. But don't say I didn't warn you." "Nice." Jenson nearly laughed. "You're quoting Taylor Swift now. Did you take your meds today?" "Hilarious," his uncle muttered. "Tried to offer her a raise?" "Yeah. She said her parents keep worrying."

She covered her chest and walked over to the sofa like mud and said proudly, "Now that you have entered the Mountain and River Residence, it is very likely that you will become my Aunt. But don't think that Mrs. Laurent's position is already within your grasp. Do you know my uncle's previous wife?" Jessie pretended to be stupid and shook her head. "My uncle's previous wife was called Jessie. She served my uncle here. She also took care of my uncle's child for more than a year, even though they held a wedding. Jessie didn't become my uncle's legal wife until she died. If you don't believe me, you can go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to investigate. See if my uncle has never gotten a marriage ce

Then I walked out of the room with my spine straight and my chin high, the way I'd learned to do in my first life. The way I would always do it, no matter what. Breakfast was a study in controlled chaos. Genevieve was at the center of it all, her golden hair gleaming in the morning light, her voice sweet and soothing as she poured tea and passed out plates. She moved through the room like she was performing a carefully choreographed dance, every gesture graceful and deliberate. She was wearing a pale pink dress that made her look like a flower, and her eyes were still red-rimmed from crying the night before. But she was smiling. She was always smiling.

I looked at their faces waiting for someone to answer me. "We are Bankrupt!" "Well, As long as no one is terminally ill then is ok.... Wait!" I turned to Dad to be sure I just heard what he said correctly, "What did you say?" "Your uncle introduced your father to an investment and after your father put everything in, the investment failed. Now we've lost everything and we have a lot of debts" Mom explained while cleaning her tears. I looked at Mom blankly because I didn't know what kind of expression I'm supposed to make right now, "Is Uncle Bartholomew that introduced you to that business right?"

"I know... I know all of that... but, I can’t lose anyone else in my life, Gavin. Jesse isn’t just my friend from uni… he’s family. If I can save him, then I will." "Aiden..." "You all know that if I were in his shoes, he'd do same for me... That's how much he values me too." Jessica placed a hand over her other hand, trying not to panic. She knew how stubborn her son could be once he set his mind to something. Meanwhile, Mandy’s face had already grown pale. His uncle finally spoke after a long pause, “If you’re this determined… then promise me one thing, Aiden." "What’s that, Uncle?" Aiden asked.

Jackson was standing a short distance away, frozen like a statue, his face etched with shock. “Jackson… w-what are you doing here?” I stammered. “Is it true? You’re marrying Uncle?” His voice broke with disbelief as he repeated the question. My lips parted, but no words came. I didn’t know how to explain any of this. “Jackson.” Clifford’s voice cut through. All of us turned. “Is it true, Uncle? That you’re marrying Milli?” Jackson’s voice rose, raw with anger and desperation. My chest tightened; I had never seen him this furious, and it scared me.

“Well, then we have a deadlock. Father refuses to cooperate.” Feeling the secondhand embarrassment radiating through the room, Theo grabbed his father’s wrist and yanked him back down, burying his face in his hand to hide his burning cheeks. Jeffrey sank back into the sofa, panting in aggravation. Suddenly, Finnick’s deep voice shattered the noise. “Get rid of it.” Theo’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. “Uncle!” Kimberly froze, staring at Finnick in genuine shock. “Finn,” Jeffrey gasped, his voice trembling. “Is... is that really necessary?”

Then, he let out a chuckle, shaking his head as he looked back up at me. ​"Well, well." He leaned his chin on his hand as his eyes glinted with amusement. "I have to admit, Lella, you completely threw me off. When you called me out of the blue after practically threatening to have Viktor end me yesterday, I genuinely thought you were finally coming to your senses. I thought you were asking me out on a secret date." My jaw clenched. ​He tapped the screen of my phone and his smile widened. “But instead, my ex slash auntie is asking me to help her track down a club girl. Tell me... Does Uncle Viktor know you're utilizing his pathetic nephew's resources behind his back?”

Jesse pressed herself against me, "No. Seems Frank had a little adventure with his sister when they were younger. He is, we might say, enlightened." "Wow". Was the only thing I could think to say. Jesse laughed and hugged me, letting her hands go down and hold my ass. I did the same, loving the feel of her hard, young flanks in my hands. She sighed. "So, dad, now that you know how long I've wanted to seduce you, and now that you know my husband approves, know that you masturbated watching your daughter fuck another man and after you masturbated with my drenched thong on your face and, after you fucked your daughter out on your deck, how do you feel?"

Jesse walks up to him and snatches the papers fast, he shoves it into his pockets. “My uncle. He lets me use it whenever I want to.” “Whoever found you at the police station, wouldn’t find your uncle’s pension house?” I ask with a raised brow, walking in their direction. My eyes are all over the place, searching for any form of clues that could tell me more about the man that gave himself up in measured sips. “That’s the best part, we aren’t really family, so they couldn’t find this place if they tried.” I share a look with Jake. Jesse is sharing information about his family, we have to be really patient, or throw a really good bait at him.