When He Chose His Mistress, I Chose His Uncle นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He had a calm and relaxed expression, while I, almost exclaimed with shock when I heard his statement. I looked at my Alpha Father with shock clearly written all over my face. “What? I don’t get it Alpha Father. Alpha Felix is my Uncle, how would I be his mistress?” I said in an exclamatory manner. “He is not your real Uncle. There is no blood linking you to him. So, don’t argue more, Adamante! Just pack your things. You will come with him now.” My Alpha Father seemed to be agitated now.

Caleb thought about it and continued saying, “Apart from that, you guys can cover me while I call my second uncle. F*ck, I don’t believe that we can’t get back at those people right now!” The rich young master beside Caleb thought about it and immediately reminded him, “Young Master Quinton, are you sure you want to call your second uncle? You need to know that he’d surely come and punish them on your stead with just one call. After all, he’s really nice to you.” Then, the young master’s stance shifted as he added, “However, you’ll have to think it through. You won’t be getting those two women. Your uncle might help you, but he hates it when people try to get handsy with civilian women!”

he said. I flinched. Out of every reason he could have given me for his failed marriage, that was not on it. Who would cheat on him? "With who?" I asked carefully. His lips twisted in something that wasn’t quite a smile. "My uncle," he said. I blinked, stunned. "Your…wait, what?" "My uncle," he repeated. "My father’s younger brother. He is the one who had always been the golden child, the successful businessman, the one who could do no wrong in my family's eyes. And Valeria? She decided he was a better option than me."

Camille added, loud enough for people to hear. Murmurs suddenly filled the hall. I knew what she was doing, she was trying to further humiliate me. "If you hadn't already married my uncle, I would have considered making you my concubine at least. . ." He paused as he allowed his words to sink. "How unlucky you are." That was another slap to my face. He disrespected my status as his uncle's wife and openly commented on making me his concubine. I suddenly hated that Adrian had to be the one to inherit the throne. He was nowhere near fit to rule.

“You caught me already; let's just say I'm bored and need some space away from my pack. You wouldn't be harsh enough to toss me out, would you, uncle?“ He inquired, leaning closer to me. “Besides… I heard you took in a new mistress; A human. let's just say I'm also curious about that, about her… What was her name again? Fiona?” a wide grin settled on his lips, his gaze pinned into the distance as he spoke… The bastard found out already; he was here for her...for Fiona, just like he had done in the past.

My uncle asked. "He was the one who picked the candidates, he was the one who murdered a close friend of Zachary's fiance and because of that I'll be paying up by marrying that mad man till he decides to murder me with his own hands." I said as my uncle looked impressed, not at me but at Zachary.

And the way he says it, the way he nods his head gesturing to me when he does, betrays his hate of me. "You think that woman wanted to suck off an inexperienced fifteen-year-old boy? I arranged that. For you." Antonio stumbles backward a step. His face contorts like he's just figured something out. "Why?"" he asks, so much emotion in those three letters. "Why? Look in the mirror and tell me what you see," my uncle says to him.

“As if you can. You are just the CEO in name. The chairman has the ultimate power and Hugo will not let it happen,” “Hugo, that is my uncle name,” “Your name is Clarisse, right?,” I asked her “Are you deaf?,” I smiled, I ran my eyes on her body. She is my uncle's mistress. “I don't know what lie he had fed you or what you have heard. You are just a mistress, he had a wife, a legal one. you are easy to discard, and if anything happens to you no one cares,” I said as I walked closer to her.

he asked, leaning close. I gave him a mischievous smile as I leaned closer until our lips were almost touching. “I called you Michael, your birth name,” “I'm a decade older than you,” “You don't look like it, and I don't care,” I said in a sultry voice. “I'm your husband's uncle,” he said, taking off his trousers completely. “Oh!” I gasped playfully. “If that's the case, then,your nephew's wife shouldn't be completely naked in front of you. It's forbidden,”

He ruled from the shadows, appearing only when necessary and when he did, the entire pack bowed. Even I had never truly seen him. All I knew was what everyone else knew, He was Lucas’s uncle, the man who held the real power. A man known for ruthlessness, for making examples out of those who crossed him. A man families like mine couldn’t refuse. The formidable Alpha Hale. “You’ll wear the gown” my stepmother said coldly “you’ll attend the ball and you will remember your place”