FUCK? SHE'S MY NIECE

Two weeks had passed since I found out about Elena, Aiden's fiancée. Even now, the thought of her still reminds me of a bitter reminder of the obstacle standing between Uncle Aiden and i. But I wasn't the type to give up easily, especially not when it came to my Uncle Aiden. He was mine, and nothing would change that.

Today was my first day of classes at my new college. I was getting ready, standing in front of the mirror, smoothing out my clothes. I took a deep breath, staring at my reflection. I had one goal in mind—not to back down, not to let Elena or anyone else take Aiden away from me. He might be engaged, but I knew there was still a chance. I was determined to fight for it.

I woke up early, determined to catch a ride with him. If Aiden was going to work, I wanted him to be the one to drop me off. It was just another excuse to spend time together, but it made me feel like I was still important to him.

I dressed up and made my way downstairs. Uncle Aiden was already up, getting ready for his day. When I saw him grabbing his keys, I knew it was my chance.

"Uncle Aiden," I called, trying to sound casual, "can you drop me at college on your way to work today?"

He looked at me, a hint of hesitation in his eyes. "Are you sure, Princess? Isn't it a bit early? He asked. I thought you might want to go later."

I shook my head, smiling. "No, I’d feel better if you took me. It’s my first day, and I want my favourite uncle to be with me."

He smiled back, nodding. "Alright then, finish getting ready. We’ll leave in ten minutes."

As I watched him turn away, my resolve strengthened. Fiancée or not, I wasn't going to give up on you, Uncle Aiden. I would find a way to make you mine.

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As we sat in the car, I felt good, the kind of good that made me want to close my eyes and just breathe in his presence. I could smell Aiden's cologne—its scent sweet and distinctively masculine, wrapping around me. It was one of the many things I loved about him. His manly scent always drew me closer, and I couldn't resist being lost in it.

Throughout the ride, I kept my eyes fixed on Aiden, taking in every detail of him. I watched the way he drove, the way his eyes focused on the road, and the way his hands moved on the steering wheel. I wanted to memorize every part of him—his face, his expressions, everything about him. Aiden didn't look at me, but I knew he could feel me staring.

He didn’t say much, but I could feel him noticing my gaze. He kept his eyes on the road, but there was a small smile on his lips, like he knew I was watching. It made me smile, too, just being able to sit beside him, close enough to feel his presence.

Finally, we arrived at my college. My heart sank a little. I didn’t want to leave. I wished the drive had been longer, but I tried to hide it. I smiled at him. “Thanks, Uncle Aiden. Have a great day at work.”

He smiled back. “You too, Princess. I hope you have a wonderful first day.”

I reached for the door handle but paused. I turned back to him. “Um, Uncle, could you come to pick me up after my classes?” I asked. “I’m new here, and I’m not sure how to get back on my own yet.”

He looked at me, and I saw his expression soften. “Of course, baby. I’ll come to get you. You don’t need to explain.”

I felt warmth spreading through me. He was always so caring, and it made my heart swell. Without thinking, I leaned in and hugged him. I wrapped my arms around his neck, holding onto him longer than I probably should have. I just wanted to feel close to him. His warmth, his presence—it was all I needed.

At first, he seemed surprised, but then he hugged me back. He was gentle, his one hand resting on my waist and the other on my neck. He was hugging me protectively. I could feel my heart pounding. I didn’t want to let go. I wanted to stay in his arms, feeling the safety and comfort that only he could give me.

After a moment, he whispered, “Baby, what’s wrong?”

I shook my head against his shoulder. My voice came out in a whisper, “Nothing, I just... I just wanted to hug you.”

He pulled back slightly, our faces still close. He looked into my eyes, his own softening. “You can hug me anytime, princess,” he said with a smile.

I nodded, smiling back at him, trying to ignore the butterflies that seemed to be fluttering wildly in my stomach. He was so close. For a moment, it felt like there was something else—something unspoken between us. His eyes locked on mine, and I could feel my heart racing.

But then he cleared his throat and pulled away completely. “Alright, you better get going, or your favourite Uncle will be late for his business meeting.”

I nodded, opening the door and stepping out. “See you later, Uncle Aiden.”

He smiled at me one last time before driving off. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my heart. No matter what, I wouldn’t give up on him. Not even if he had someone else in his life.

Aiden's POV

As I drove away, I kept glancing in the rearview mirror, watching Lara walk towards the entrance of her college. I let out a long sigh once she was out of sight.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." I cursed as I remembered how Lara's body felt on mine.

When Lara hugged me, I felt the soft warmth of her body pressed against mine. It was a sensation that sent a jolt through me, one I hadn’t expected. She had grown so much, and it hit me hard how fast she had matured. The reality of her curves against me was undeniable—her breasts felt warm and soft, pressing gently against my chest. My mind raced with thoughts I shouldn’t be having.

I couldn’t help but notice how close we were, our faces mere inches apart. Her lips, slightly parted and her curves on display, drew my gaze like a magnet. Memories flashed in my mind of how her lips felt under my fingers, the softness that lingered there. For a moment, I imagined what it would be like to suck her boobs and how they'll fit in my hands. The thought made my pulse quicken, I swallowed hard, and I pushed it away just as quickly as it had come. This was wrong; she was my niece.

I slowly pulled back, hoping my smile seemed natural. She looked at me with those wide, innocent eyes, and I forced myself to remember who she was—my niece. I had to keep myself together.