Novel & Cerita Uncle Nick Full House

His was disgusted. "Yes.... now the time has come....." I heard Uncle Anthony. Nick came from the front door pointing a gun at my Uncle's head. Uncle? Do I even have to call him Uncle. He doesn't deserve the love and respect that I has reserved for him. I stood up from my seat and went near Anthony. He was not my Uncle. I can't believe that he could do all this.

” I will Uncle Nick, thank you for protecting me” ”Now go and join your Grandmother, she will take you home I have to wait for everything to be finalize here at the cemetery before I leave and remember do not tell anyone of what we talked about, pinky promise ok” ”Pinky promise Uncle Nick” Nicholas watched as young Vivian took her steps to join the family, a smile erupted from the side of his lips. His plan is working and now all that was left is the final piece of the puzzle to be fixed. A hand touched his left shoulder and he jumped in fright, turning back he saw his young beautiful wife holding an umbrella with a devilish grin.

~Aubrey The hospital’s room door burst open and a flurry of family members entered, their faces etched with anger and disgust. "You're awake.” My mother in-law, Georgina Winston spat as if it was a crime. "Finally, we can get some answers." I tried to speak, but my voice was still weak. "You killed her, didn't you?" Richard Winston, my husband’s cousin questioned, his voice venomous. "You were always so jealous of Aubrey, and now that she's gone you're satisfied aren't you?!” Janet Winston, my husband's aunt added.

"You expect me to marry you just like that? Pretending to be your Luna is fine. But marrying you? It's definitely not." His expression darkened. I gulped as I watched how he could easily switch from a good uncle to a bad uncle. The air suddenly turned tense. My breathing labored. Will he hurt me? I never knew anything about this man except that he was Dominic's uncle. Aside from that, nothing. Out of instinct, I backed up into the wall. Instinctively, I put both of my hands on my stomach, to protect my unborn child. If he will hurt me in any way, I will fight to the last drop of my blood. No one was allowed to hurt me or my unborn child. No one.

“Thank you, Boss.” *** After my conversation with Alex, I went to Mico’s office. “Uncle… What brings you here?” “Give me your partner’s address.” I noticed Mico’s brows knitted. “My partner?” he seems confused. “Do you mean, Lucas? Uncle, we broke up months ago.” “I don’t f*cking care! I want to know all of his properties.” “Wait. What’s going on? Why are you asking about these?” he asked.

Nyla froze at Sasha’s pointed question, a faint blush crossing her face. She quickly adjusted her expression, frowning and denying, "You're overthinking it, Sasha." "Really? But that look in his eyes..." Sasha was about to press further. Nyla interrupted her, "And he's my uncle-in-law." This answer shocked Sasha, her mouth dropping open. "What? Uncle-in-law? You mean your husband's uncle?" "That's right," Nyla said firmly. "So please don't say that again."

And for the first time, he wasn’t searching for justification. Morning arrived with pale light. James returned home early and prepared breakfast for Ethan. The boy ate slowly, occasionally glancing up at his father as if to make sure he was really there. “Papa,” Ethan said suddenly. “Are you mad at Uncle Harry?” James paused. He knelt so they were eye level. “No,” he said honestly. “Papa and Uncle just need to talk.” “Uncle is good,” Ethan said simply. “He bought ice cream.” James gave a faint smile. “Yes. He is.”

James staggered home his body reeking of alcohol, movements unstable. The image of what happened few hours ago had been on replay on his mind, he didn't want to believe Clara got with his uncle. He tried walking forward but the lights turned on and Annie came into view. She was in a night robe her hair in a neat bun and her face makeup free. She walked up to him her face ugly in a frown, “ such a disgrace,coming home this late and reeking of alcohol. If the media caught a wimp of it do you think the sterling group won't get affected?”

Nicklaus *flashback* "Nicklaus! Where the fuck are our snacks?" Daddy yelled at me so I walk as faster as I can towards the living room where my dad and my uncle were busy drinking beers, they already consumed a few cases of beer, they're already drunk when I put their snacks on the table. I can't help but swallow my saliva when I saw my uncle take off his shirt and I saw his muscular body. "Hey! Nicklaus, come here and have a bottle of beer." Uncle said and handed me a bottle of beer but I just shook my head in refusal.

The morning air in the house was thick with tension as we all gathered in the study. Uncle Nick had called for the meeting, his voice over the phone carrying a weight that left no room for questions. Now, as I sat beside Lucie, my husband, I couldn’t shake the unease creeping through me. Ace and his wife, Angel, sat across from us. My father was in the armchair by the window, his face calm yet curious. Uncle Nick stood in the center of the room, his expression grim. He hadn’t said much since we arrived, but his silence spoke volumes.