When He Chose His Mistress, I Chose His Uncle Novels & Stories

“ First off, your uncle has another family with a mistress, a son actually who owns the shell company he is building” “ Excuse me?” It had all come out so suddenly that I didn't have the time to take it in. “ Mistress? Shell company? What are you talking about?” His hands held mine in a grasp as he explained. “ First of, I had to find where exactly all of the money he had been taking were going to and I found out that and more” “ And he hurt you for that?” “ I didn't take it that he would, I guess I was stupid trying to get your aunt to my side with the truth, but she ran to him, talked to him about it and he came to me at the party”

“You move on pretty fast, Aria.” I step to the side, intending to walk past him. His voice stops me. “So tell me…” I don't turn around. “Is my uncle everything you imagined? You must have loved his cock.” My shoulders are stiff. “Excuse me?” I say “You heard me.” I slowly look back. He shrugs carelessly. “I mean, if you were going to deny me, my pussy. I only thought it would be the same for others. Who would have known… turns out you’re just a slut.”

"Excuse me? I will have you know, mister, that I am not a slave. I am not up for sale either. And most importantly, I am not a whore!" His eyes harden with an emotion I do not quite understand. He turns to his uncle. "Scratch that, uncle. I do not care if she is available or not. I want her naked and tied to my bed in the next two minutes." With that, he walks out, leaving my senses whirling at the harsh reality of his words.

"Two centuries, we were bound! That is our destiny, not this... this farce!" The guests stared in shock at the madman. "We have shared memories! We were in love!" Damon screamed, completely unhinged. "What is this old monster anyway!" I looked at him, my face blank. I felt nothing. This man, who had caused me two centuries of pain, now only seemed pathetic. "Drag him out," Caspian ordered calmly. The elders immediately bound Damon in silver chains. "No! Isolde! You can't marry him!" Damon struggled desperately. "Think about our past! Think about how much you used to love me!"

A knock came on my door and I knew Tiziano's impatient ass was already getting even more impatient. "Don't come banging on the door, tell him I'll be out soon!" I hissed and the person behind the door replied before walking off. I strode to the living room with Nicola behind me to see Uncle Quinto and Yara already there. Robert, my perverted uncle was there as well with an unfamiliar woman - or girl who looked like she was fresh from high school and I guessed she was his new mistress. I saw three of Tiziano's soldatos were there as well.

That was why he was having two thoughts of having his uncle quite far from his mate reach. "Make her yours as fast as possible, If you don't, someone else will have to make her theirs and you do not want to regret it." Carchemis said, nodding his head slightly. Aiden stared at him, he was totally baffled at his uncle's revelation. He was not expecting this out burst from his uncle. He waved his head, this wasn't going to be easy, telling his slave that he had been his mate for a long time. This was going to be quite the hardest task he had ever had.

“He's uh.. He's busy with work. You know how it is.” Aunt Marisol took a sip from her glass and leaned closer. Her voice got louder. “Busy? But I saw on the news a few months ago that he was getting engaged to another woman.” “What?” Aunty Rosa looked shocked. “How?” “Oh poor Isabella. You loved that man so much. How could you lose him? He seemed so good for you. What happened, mija? Did you not fight for him?”

he does not say anything. "Uncle?" I call for him "Little man do you like woman?" he asks me "Uncle I got lots of beauties in London where I stay" I brag "That explains it" he says "Uncle because of you I lost my princess today." I complain "Me? What did I do?" he asks "Godmother said because of you I lost the most beautiful princess." I tell him "Little man you too young to be a Casanova." He speaks "Godmother also said that." I sigh

he exclaimed, demanding an explanation. Antony simply shook his head and downed another shot of whiskey. “You damned heard me right! My god damned uncle! He wanted revenge against my father! He poisoned her long ago! He made her choose between me or her own life!” he began shouting that it began to catch the attention of a few customers nearby. “She chose me damnit! She chose death over ending my family!” he continued, banging his fist down on the counter. The alcoholic effect was taking its toll, he’s starting to disregard so many factors around the environment.