Three Conditions

ELISE'S POV

"What's going on, mother? Where is father?" I asked, in panic. I was worried sick for her at this point.

"I... I feel weak, Elise. My drugs have finished and there is no way to get new ones." I heard her say and I gasped. I realized that we didn't have any money and my father wasn't making any effort to get money for my mother's bills.

"Mum... Mother, I'll find a way. Please, hold on." I said as she shakily held onto me. My heart was breaking every second and I couldn't continue to watch her suffer that way because of their strife and hatred toward Uncle Damien.

Before long, we heard loud footsteps and before I knew what was happening, I got pushed into the room, and the door slammed shut. It was obvious that my mother was afraid of my father seeing us together.

As I paced around my bedroom, I came to a decision. I couldn't let them hinder me from growing. I took up my phone and texted Uncle Damien. I accepted the job and he agreed to pick me up the next morning.

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I was dressed in a worn-out white shirt and black pants with low heels. I was waiting for Damien's car to appear a few distance away and I would sneak out of the house through the window.

A few minutes later, I got a text from him and I didn't waste time before getting out of the house. While I approached his car, with the morning sun shining on him, he looked so handsome and ethereal and I could feel my heart shake, slightly.

"Are you ready?" He said to me, with a smile on his face and I nodded. He opened the back door of the car and ushered me into the car. It was like I was getting princess treatment from my crush and what could be better than that?

Soon, we were in his company building and I looked around with awe on my face. Damien had his hands wrapped around my waist as we walked in and I felt giddy. There were several eyes on us but I didn't care too much about it. I felt safe with him and that was all that mattered.

"We have to agree on a few things, Elise." He said to me as he ushered me into his office. It was large and classy, with a floor-to-ceiling window that overlooked the city. I realized that I would work here every day now, alongside a handsome boss.

"Anything for you, uncle." I said, happily without thinking twice.

"You think?" He asked with a devilish smirk on his face. There was a bit of wickedness in his eyes but instead of cowering, I was more drawn to him.

"Yes, I know so." I replied, confidently.

"Alright! We have to agree on these conditions in order for you to start work immediately." He started and I listened attentively.

"Firstly, you have to help me with my tie every morning. As you can see, it's a chore I hate." He stated while he pointed at his neck. I was a bit taken aback by that condition but I didn't have any trouble with it.

At least I would get a chance to be closer to him.

"Secondly, you have to hold my hands whenever I'm angry!" He said and I gasped. Am I some sort of soothing balm or what?

"Are you serious, right now?" I asked, with wide eyes. However, he didn't even bat an eyelid at my question.

"And lastly, you cannot date anyone! You can only work for me!" He said and I froze, in shock.

My eyes were wide and I couldn't believe my ears. Did that mean my crush wanted me all to himself? My heart drummed in my chest at that thinking. I felt butterflies in my tummy but in the end, I knew I couldn't just come to that conclusion.

"Do we have a deal?" Damien asked and I swallowed.

All three conditions will only make me get closer to him. He was my uncle but I had a secret crush on him. But then he was too handsome and classy to let go of my crush on him.

"Yes, Uncle! We have a deal!" I let out and he nodded.

"Now, come make my tie!" I heard him say and I rushed toward him, with an eager smile.

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Days had passed and I had already gotten my pay for the month. Discreetly, I gave the money to my mother to get her drugs. Every day, I would sneak out of the house to go to work and I was having the time of my life.

My interactions with Damien had been so frequent and we were getting really close.

"Come here, Elice." I heard Damien call out to me while I was standing by his desk. I had a few files in hand and I walked toward him robotically.

"Closer..." He let out and I did just as he said. It was like he was controlling me and I had no qualms with it.

"Uncle..." I let out as soon as he held onto my hand. I felt sparks through my body and my lips parted. In the next second, he held onto my waist while his fingers kneaded my skin through my clothes and that was the height of it.

I felt weak and the files in my hand fell to the floor, scattering all over.

"Uncle..." I let out, shakily and before I knew it, he tugged me and I fell directly on his legs.

"Call me Damien..." He let out and I swallowed. I was so close to him that I could trace the contours of his face, easily. Our breaths mixed and I just wanted to bask in his warmth as he held me closer.

"Damien..." I didn't forget to call him that. As soon as his name rolled through my lips, our lips mashed together and we were entangled in a web of kisses.

Soon, files and documents were scattered all over the place while he laid me on his table, gently.

"Elise..." Damien called out to me, in a sensual tone as his fingers grazed through my neck.

My body had gone limp on the desk and my hair was scattered all over. He hovered over me with his tall frame and I felt like I was shadowed from the wicked world.

"Yes, unc... Damien..." I started, stutteringly. My eyes had gone dim and my mind, head, and body were raging with different emotions and reactions.

"I want you..." He let out and I gasped. My eyes widened in shock and I thought I was hearing things.

"I.. I..." I tried to say something but I was still in disbelief.

"I think you are mistaken." He said, finally. I couldn't believe someone as elegant as Damien would want someone like me.

My crush on him was a secret that I didn't dare to let out! What would people say if they found out?

"No, I'm not. I've had my eyes on you for a long time now, you know. This is the right time to take what I think is mine." He said in one breath and I gasped. His eyes shone with so many emotions that I was drowning in them already.

It was so surreal that he would feel the same way.

"But..." I tried to protest, not wanting to believe him flatly but he cut me off.

"Do you think I do not notice the way you look at me, huh? I know you feel the same way. So, just give yourself to me and I'll make you my queen." His fingers started to go down my neck and toward my buttons.

His touch sent sparks through my body and as he undid the first button, I realized where this was going.

"But..." I let out, shakily. My lips had gone dry but I still had to say something.

"Damien, you are my uncle." I let out, as my eyes watered.

Now that he had confessed, that was the only obstacle between us.

"What would people say when they learn of our relationship? My parents do not like you, as well." I let out my fears to him and he chuckled.

His elegant laugh made him look more handsome and I was a thousand times more drawn to him. He made my heart flutter.

"Does it matter? What matters is you and I consent to this! I'll treat you like my little princess niece and you will treat me like your big uncle. In bed, especially." He said, with a sensual tone and he winked at me.

My breath was caught in my throat knowing that Damien had tossed a hot potato in my hand.