When He Chose His Mistress, I Chose His Uncle Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I let it slide.” His eyes burned with rage. “You humiliated her by flaunting your mistress before her. I let that slide too. Now you’ve ruined your own life and want her to settle for trash like you?” Carlos laughed mockingly. “You’ve always known, haven’t you? You know she’s been sleeping with my uncle too. That makes her the same, doesn’t it?” My father raised his hand again, but I caught his wrist. “Don’t waste your strength on him,” I said quietly.

“A widow and her child, huh? What about me? Am I not in the same situation?” Before I could say more, Sally bared her teeth and threw herself onto the floor, wailing loudly. “James! You just passed, and now your wife dares to disrespect her in-laws! Life is so cruel. There’s no justice left in this world!” I pressed my lips together, coldly watching her dramatic performance. “So, you’ve known about James having someone else on the side all along?”

Alex stared at his nephew, if he hadn’t saw the irrational behavior of his nephew, he would have probably thought he was cool headed. “You should sit down uncle?” Felix said with an obiedient smile, “Thank God you came, grandpa has missed you so much.” Alexander simply stared at his nephew with a blank expression as he sat down opposite them. Now that he was sitting face to face with his nephew, the urge to whack him on the face was fucking strong. Alexander wondered where Felix got the audacity to cheat on a beautiful woman like Liv with her stepsister. It was like exchanging fake silver for diamonds.

I asked firmly but deep inside I’m trembling in fear. “I don’t want to go around the bush Celeztine, I’ve been a very straight person. I want you to be my mistress.” He pointed out. “A M-Mistress?” “Are you kidding me S-sir? Who would agree on that? Who wants to be a mistress anyway?” I asked unbelievably. Is this happening? “No one wants to be a mistress but sometimes you have to analyze first before you reject the offer. Who knows this is your chance to save your father?” He uttered.

An old man who was old enough to be my grandfather? A man that apparently did not hide the fact that he had looked at me with lust when I was still underage? My uncle’s face was still calm, but there was a cruel glint in his eyes that I had never noticed before. "What did you just say little girl?" My uncle snapped back." “No,” I said firmly, my voice trembling with fury. “I will not be anyone’s mistress. Not for money. Not for security. And certainly not to Mr. Bennett.”

You displeased me! She wept the rest of the night lying on the couch. She was now at the mercy of this man, her father's childhood friend, whom she had grown up calling 'the uncle' who would always bring her gifts treating her akin to his daughters. She wept as she ruminated over how her life had fallen apart in a space of weeks. Weeks! And her life just slipped through her fingers like sand. Most of all she regretted that it was her that he chose from her two sisters on that very day they had stood in line half naked while being humiliated by him as he walked around examining all of them and choosing which slave bride he wanted most in front of her weeping parents.

That day changed her from the sweet and lovable girl she was to the girl am living with Well everybody deserted her but not me She's more than my boss she's my daughter And I'll do everything within my power to keep her safe and maybe help her find love But the only thing bothering is why would my mistress buy a male slave? We have so many maids in the mansion so what's the need to buy a male slave? It's kinda weird ! I exhaled deeply and covered my self with the duvet and drafted off to sleep Next morning..... I walked downstairs to prepare breakfast for my mistress,miss Tina and apparently the new slave

What a scourge. "Uncle, go home with me tonight. I'll give you a lot of money, as long as you sleep with me. Just this once." Did she think of him as a… gigolo? But being called "uncle"... Fredrik pinched her chin, held her little head and with his sexy thin lips curled: "Uncle? Am I that old?" Muah. "It's soft, not bad." Eliza was so drunk, she just knew that she liked the taste of this man. She saw his mouth approach and kissed him without thinking. It didn't turn out to be bad, at least she didn't feel disgusted.

He asked and I shakingly pulled out the dildo from my pussy, trying to no avail to get something to cover myself with. "I-its not what it looks like!" I started to say but his eyes narrowed dangerously, baring his teeth. "Oh, it's exactly what it looks like. This is what you have been occupying yourself with?" I tried to say something, to defend myself but no words will make it past my lips. After all, isn't this what I wanted all along? For my Uncle to see me? I was masturbating to him anyway. Feeling bolder, I met his gaze head on. "Of course, this is what I've been occupying myself with. What else would you have me do? I have no boyfriend and unlike you, I can't bring random guys home and

"You planned this from the very beginning. The blood debt, the territory swap, the Council meetings... it was all a lie. You didn't take her to save the family from a scandal. You took her because you wanted to take everything that belonged to me!" "You're drunk, nephew," I said, my voice dead and emotionless. "Get back in your car and crawl back to the Palace before I forget who your father was." "She was my fated mate!" Julian screamed, a wild, unhinged laugh escaping his throat as the rain poured over his face. "The Goddess gave her to me! She was mine to break, mine to keep, mine to do whatever the fuck I wanted with! And you stole her. You saw her when she was weak, when she was hurting