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

What explanations could he have for the blunder he had already done? I closed my eyes and gripped the door of the terrace, unable to go down and face my uncle. I would definitely ask him what he meant. Who has he chosen for me? Didn’t he know I wasn’t interested in anyone but my fated mate? How could he choose someone for me when Leandros and I hadn’t rejected one another?

He leaned in closer to whisper harshly in my ear, "he's going to cheat on you and you'll never be able to return the favour. You'll be trapped in a loveless marriage all your life, my dear. Is that what you really want?" I swallowed and took a step back, my bones vibrating against my skin. "Considering you've already made two wrong assumptions about Andre before even getting to know him, I won't take your word for it. This is what I want. He gave me a choice and I chose him. That's more than you ever gave me, uncle." That made him angry. "I gave you a roof over your head. I put food on your table. I paid for your education–"

I nodded in agreement; anyone in his position would have succumbed to that primal instinct. “After shifting, he violently dispatched the mixed breeds, but the transformation had taken its toll. He had already turned rogue, his thirst for blood driving him into a frenzy. Her uncle, lurking in the shadows, cleared the bodies of the mixed breed before making his way to the palace to report the tragic events,” she narrated, her voice heavy with sorrow. “Poor girl and her lover,” I muttered, the tragedy of it all weighing on my heart. “The uncle has always coveted the throne for himself, presenting a façade of sweetness and helpfulness while waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike,” she ans

My hand almost reached his face again but held my hand tightly. He pulled me closer to him and brought his phone out of his pocket. "You're just an unworthy bitch, you don't deserve my uncle, let alone marry him." he sneered with his hands flying over his phone screen. I wondered what he was doing. "Why did he have to choose you? Why was it you, despite the beauties that might have been tied up there, well, I think that my uncle has bad taste." He smirked. "I'm going to show him that he has chosen the wrong woman."

The moment I had managed to haul myself out of the house, I passed out. Alas, I woke up in the hospital several days later and discovered that Nicolo saved me. He was my uncle, my master and he made me find purpose in life. But Uncle Nicolo's death happened because he fell for a beautiful blonde woman from Florence. Alas, she ratted him out to the enemy and stole a lot from him. Since then, I have vowed not to develop any feelings for women. Rather, I'd used them as my plaything or objects to satisfy my sexual desires before tossing them away like a pile of trash.

“You’ve got her name tattooed there, yet you call her mistress? BDSM?” Her face twisted in disgust. “Ew, no.” “Hey, I don’t judge.” I gestured lazily toward the door. “Down the hall, there’s a minibar. Help yourself. Perfect for a solo pity party. Your mistress is gone—and no, not because of me or because you two....scissor. Her father tried to off the Boss.” “You mean your uncle?” “You’re one to talk,” I chuckled. “You call your bodywarmer mistress.” I took another swig and shrugged. “In conclusion, that color fits nicely for a burial.”

" The maid introduced me as Rafael Fernandez's nephew and wait ,I just hope I'm dreaming ,are you my uncle's bride to be?" His last word immediately gave her courage and she held her head high. "I presume you are not deaf too. " He threw his head and laughed. "You gold-digging slut, it hasn't been up for 3 days and you are already crawling around my uncle, is that how desperate you are?" "I will not stand here and watch you speak to me in such rude manners. "She thundered ."I demand every bit of respect from you. " "Really,"He smirked."Little Miss Smart ,she's trying to be boss. "He folded his arms across his chest and approached her slowly." What if I tell my uncle that we are both dating?

She was also my son's fiancée, Scarlett Harper. Before I could speak, she raised her voice and shouted toward the store entrance. "Everyone, come take a look! This is what a mistress looks like these days. Completely shameless! "She secretly took photos of the 700,000-dollar dowry my fiancé, Nathaniel Cole, prepared for me, claimed it was for her, and posted them online while pretending to be some socialite! "Why don't you take a look at yourself? You're already so old, and you're still trying to seduce a rich young man. It's disgusting!"