Novel & Cerita Uncle Nick Full House

Nelly returned as I shook my head. "Now, I don't have any business with you again. But let me promise you something Michael and Nora, I won't stay below forever. I will do everything that I can to climb back up and make you guys beg on your knees" I turned instantly to leave but my forehead suddenly hit something strong. "How could there be a wall in the middle of the road?" "Uncle Haven!" Michael called out. I looked up only to see that it wasn't a wall but a Man, not your ordinary type of man, "When did you have an Uncle?" I turned to Michael confused.

" he asked. I smirked. "I'm your little uncle's wife now." "My uncle's wife?" then He laughed loudly. "Anyway, now my little uncle is no different from a dead man, as long as I want, you will still be mine! Sooner or later!" I met him with a sharp look. "In your dreams!" I didn't expect that the man I married was my ex-boyfriend's uncle. However, my plan to take revenge on my boyfriend and step-sister will not change.

And Max… He was in Madrid, claiming to be here for the wedding invitation, though I knew he and Valentina had hooked up again last night. Funny how our world revolves. A world of hypocrisy and betrayal. Tonight, the real game begins. The old man had organized a family-and-friends get-together—one I might have skipped under different circumstances. But leaving Elena there, especially with Nick around, wasn’t an option. Nick had flown back just for this event. He never missed a single gathering that involved me. That man never missed a chance to test my limits. He found joy in it—and over time, I’d learned to see that clearly.

“Oh, my goodness. This needs us to go to the Jacuzzi. I want you to tell me all the details.” “Are you not listening to me? I can’t go out on a date.” “Uncle, that’s not fair.” “Why am I not surprised?” he exhales. “I need you to submit the reports about the court cases, and that’s final.” He storms out of the room. “Who is your date?” Linda asks as if her uncle didn’t walk out of the room like he wanted to throw something against the wall. “Nam Ji-Hwan.” “No!” she gasps. Her hands are on her cheeks, and her eyes are as wide as plates; it’s almost comical.

Without waiting to hear more rubbish from him I shut the door angrily, then I suddenly opened the door again because I had something important to tell him. “Well guess what? Your uncle chose me, this would be the last time we speak formally. I am now your uncle’s wife.” I said to him and closed the door with satisfaction. At the beginning of the conversation I really wanted to give him a punch on the face but I stopped myself because the look he had on his face was satisfactory enough for me. ## #### It was getting darker and almost time for my dinner with Jackson. The dress was so beautiful, he sure has a good taste in picking outfits.

Summer reached across the table, squeezing my hand, “Listen, if Kai’s bringing you to meet the family, it’s because he’s serious. Like, ‘gonna-marry-you’ serious. Trust me, I know my uncle. This isn’t just some fling. He’s obsessed with you.” I peeked through my fingers and smiled sheepishly. “He really is. I’ve never seen him like this.” Summer grinned. “Good. You deserve it.” I stirred my green tea absently before adding, “Hey… why don’t you come too? You’re family. It won’t be weird if you’re there.” Summer snorted. “I don’t think crashing your ‘meet-the-parents’ dinner is exactly etiquette, babe.” “Come on,” I pressed, “you’re his niece, it’s a family dinner.”

“Oh, I’m fine. The house you had fixed up is done. I got it cleaned and ready for you to move in. Even the furniture will be delivered tomorrow morning. So you don’t have to worry about a thing — everything’s taken care of.” She heard the excitement in his voice, which made her smile again. “Pating told me last night, Uncle. Thank you so much for handling everything. Ever since I left, you’ve been taking care of all the responsibilities I left behind.” “Oh, you’re still young. Who else would you trust but me? I wouldn’t just leave you hanging.” His cheerful tone made Izzy smile wider. “The problem is, Uncle, it seems no one will be staying in the house you fixed up…”

"Liam thinks he owns me. He treats me like a piece of property." I gestured blindly toward the stage, at the men shoving dirty, crumpled bills into waistbands, at the raw, unfiltered consumption of bodies. "Of course you aren't any different… you are his uncle…" I said, my chest heaving. "You are just like him, charging a different price." A silence seemed to fall between us, even over the deafening roar of the metal music. His jaw ticked, but he didn't reach for me. I didn't wait for him to change his mind. I didn't wait for him to grab my bruised arm or force me toward the neon lights.

I groaned in equal disgust as he handed the letter to me. I read each sentence carefully until I was done and I lifted my head, trying to make a meaning out of the bullshit I just absorbed into my brain. “I can’t believe it..” I chortled, “your uncle is actually throwing a party for one woman over another woman’s defeat?” I asked and Finn shook his head. “That man has never ceased to amaze me all the damn time.” He responded, arms spreading across the backrest of the chair. “He couldn’t even have the decency of giving the poor woman a little bit of respect at least, until she’s finally out of the pack. He just got out of the betrothal and is now throwing a party!” I snapped, tossing the lett

Fredrik Young was Henry's uncle. He was a taboo for the entire Young family. Although Eliza grew up with Henry, since childhood, she had only heard of the existence of this uncle. If she hadn't met him on her wedding day, she wouldn't recognize him at all. "Weren't you abroad the whole time?" "Yeah, I just got back last night." It just so happened that his friend wanted to meet him. It was an urgent matter so Fredrik went to Neon Night's Bar as soon as he got off the plane.