Uncle Carlos immediately dismisses the girl saying that he will be attending the meeting soon. Once the assistant walks out of the room, it is only he and I left alone.I ask him, crossing my arms to my chest. “What am I going to do here? At least, let me go to my brothers.” He scoffs, pushing his seat back and sinking back, “They are working. They have so much to handle.” I cock a brow at him, mockingly saying, “But you don’t have so much to do. I haven’t come here to do anything at all.” “Who is going to teach me business things?” I ask him and he squints his eyes as if he is offended. “I am sitting right in front of you, baby girl.” Then he asks me to come to him. “You need to learn to be patient, let's start with that now -” I walk toward him and he grabs my hand and pulls me. I fall onto his lap and his hand slides onto my waist as he leans forth, looking directly into my eyes. I gulp nervously, the tension between us rises and I feel the knots on my stomach. This is an unusua
I am sitting with my brothers and Uncle in a board room. As they discuss business, I am silently sipping my coffee, watching them. My gaze settles on my uncle who is busy listening to my youngest brother Phil’s ideas. It seems like he is lowkey impressed but he is thinking about something. Steve grins in my direction and plays footsie with me under the table. I hit him back and both of us exchanged naughty glances at one another. As my uncle starts speaking, Steve hits me with a strong force and I almost whimper but swallow it back, I prepare myself to hit him back.At this moment I accidentally hit my uncle’s foot and a gasp escapes my mouth as his cold stare falls on me. There is complete silence in the room, all the gazes fall upon me, and I feel embarrassed. “What happened, Uncle?” Jake remains unaware of the situation and questions my Uncle who squints his eyes on me and I immediately bury my eyes in the file, flipping pages silently. He says nothing to me but continues to disc
Rico is throwing cold stares in my direction as he grabs his cheek. Darkness is forming in his eyes, and I cannot help but feel the fear taking over my heart. I don’t show him any fear or sympathy.He never showed mercy to me. I cannot even speak to anyone about the unexplainable things that he did to me. “Get out before I call the security!” I threaten him and just then the door of my room knocks twice. While I am freaking out, I show him that I am not scared. His expression shifts from being a rebellious guy to someone who is easily aggravated. I walk toward the door hoping that he might find this as a warning and just when I twist the doorknob, the door falls open. I watch my brother standing at the door, waiting for me. “Come on down for dinner, princess.”His attention shifts and he looks behind me. My breath hitches and I am unable to speak in front of him. “Wait a minute!” he says to me, passing me and I press my lips together, mentally cursing at myself. Just when I turn ar
Uncle Carlos has given me an hour to get ready and have something to eat before we head out. Apparently, we are going for my admission at NYU and he is waiting for me in the car. I am running out of the mansion and arrive where the cars are parked. The guard opens the door for me and I side in, awkwardly smiling at him. Sitting next to him is a little weird for me after what happened yesterday. “After your admission, we are going to the company.” Uncle Carlos informs me and I have no choice but to nod at him. I am dressed in a business suit, far different from the attire I was wearing yesterday.We enter the college together, I look around and my heart is full. Seeing all the students in their normal attire, I feel delighted to remind myself that soon I will be one of them. I will have friends and I will study with them. Uncle Carlos takes me to the Dean’s office directly. I watch a few other people already waiting in the queue to meet the Dean and Uncle Carlos has no appointment y
I try to push him by forcing my arms on his chest but he doesn’t move or even flinch. Instead, he leans forth, grabbing both of my wrists, he pins them against the wall behind me. I am completely under his mercy. Powerless. Helpless. A part of me wants him to be dominant over me. But then reality hits me hard as I remind myself that this man is my Uncle. My father’s cousin. We are a family and this is wrong. His hot breath hits my face and I turn my face to my left, he nibbles on my ear, biting my earlobe. I close my eyes, my legs clutching tightly as I try not to feel what his touch is doing to me. “You were not this prudent when you moaned my name as you touched yourself last night -” My eyes are wide open and I look in his direction. He grabs my chin between his fingers and his other hand touches my pants, unzipping it quickly. I try to stop him but this time I push him full force and try to get away. I hurry toward his desk, behind his seat and he looks at me with a calm expre
Uncle Carlos is kneeling between my legs and I am on the verge of my exploding orgasm. I cannot wait any longer but his eyes settle on me and I am forced to look back at him. He approaches me and his hot breath hits my entrance.I breathe deeply, his fingers digging into my skin as his tongue touches my wet pussy. The first lick almost feels like heaven and the moan escapes my mouth that I have no intentions to hold back. One after another, his licks send me to another dimension and I cannot help but feel pleasure. My body is igniting with fire and the heat mingles with my wetness, creating a different chaos. He keeps the pressure on me down there, just with his tongue and I am coming closer to my orgasm. My back arches up and I start to move in sync with his pace. Soon I come on his tongue and a pleasurable moan releases my mouth. I can feel the hot fluid coming out of my pussy and he is licking all of my juices just like a hungry predator. When he is done, he rises on his feet an
Uncle Carlos and Steve are on a business trip and one week has pass by since I have joined the college. I have made many friends, girls, and guys but the bond I share with Noah is beyond explainable. We are often seen together and our friends tease us for being secretly in love but I have never been in love. I don't know what it feels like to be in love but I know for sure that being with Noah is one thing I like. We are very good friends and nothing else. I don't care what other people think about us. Sitting with Samantha in my room, we are talking about boys. She is more interested in knowing if someone is interested in me or if I like someone in school. We giggle together just like we are friends, and I share everything with her. “Well, there is this boy…” I say and watch Samantha’s grin widen on her beautiful face. I tell her about Noah, and she is excited to see him. “Well, he is coming to pick me up for the party,” I say, and she says that she is looking forward to seeing h
I fall onto another man whose drink is instantly spilled on his dress. I gasp, immediately apologizing to him. His deadly gaze at me makes me gulp nervously. Before I can react, he grabs my wrist, twisting it aggressively. I hiss in pain, a frown appearing on my face. “Noah! Noah!” I call out and move my eyes just to see that Noah is busy fighting with other men. And the man who is grabbing my wrist immediately pulls me toward him, locking my way. I try to squirm but he remains stronger than me. “Help!” there is no one who can help me, Noah is not paying attention to me. Currently, he is being punched in his stomach and growls in pain. I grab the bottle of wine from the nearest table and strike at his bald head. He screams in pain and I try to run away but he doesn’t let go of my head. With his expression changing to something dark, he slaps my cheek and wipes the blood off his bald head. People nearby watch us and his dark grin occurs at me. With a swift movement, he carries me
RayaAs I bring the glass of wine to my lips, the strong scent assaults my senses, causing a wave of nausea to wash over me. Unaware of the heightened sensitivity to scents that often accompany pregnancy, I instinctively recoil, placing the glass back on the table, leaving him puzzled by my sudden change in demeanor. "I'm sorry, I can't—" I start to explain, before a sudden queasiness overtakes me, causing me to place a hand over my mouth.He twists his lower lip, his expression calm and understanding as he gently remarks, "Well, for a pregnant woman, this is quite impossible, isn't it?" His words hang in the air, a realization dawning on both of us as the truth of my condition becomes apparent in that simple, yet profound moment.I observe him as he takes a sip
RayaSean is mourning for his cousin’s death. I am well aware that Carlos did that. He mentioned this to me last night and now I feel very delighted to see Sean going through the same things I once went through. Carlos also provided me with the evidence that it was Sean who killed Noah and now my anger for him has intensified. I am waiting for the moment when I will be able to punish him.Sean Myers must die or else he will be put behind bars. I can't wait for this to happen. I let him mourn for his cousin’s death and standing at the stairs, I sigh deeply, secretly grinning at his loss. I feel superior now that Carlos is with me and my power has doubled.Carlos visits me every night, I am not sure how but he manages to sneak in without getting caught
RayaIt has been two weeks since I married Sean, but I have not experienced a single moment of genuine happiness with him. He mistreats me every day, and the person I thought I knew is completely different from the reality of what I face daily.Carlos is no more, and I am stunned by his actions against me. I trusted him to assist me, but he carried out his revenge plan with deadly consequences. Since arriving at the Myers mansion, I have not seen my family. Sean confines me within the mansion, preventing me from leaving. It seems as though I am a captive in what is supposed to be my own home.I am constantly monitored by servants and security guards, even within the confines of the house. Sean watches over me closely, intensifying the feeling of being scrutinized. The
CarlosI meet Ryat and keep him tied up, I am torturing him to speak the truth. I want him to reveal the plans and the fraud against the other companies. I want Sean to be disgraced in front of the entire world, especially on his wedding day. I keep Ryat abducted and he has revealed everything to me. Now I have evidence against Sean and while I am going to crash the wedding, revealing this mishap that he has made to the world.I bet that Warren will no longer let his daughter marry a man who is not only corrupt but also a fraud. As I sit with Ryat, staring at his badly bruised face, I spit in anger, “And why do you think that Sean is going to get the loan from the government to purchase the shares in the Sinclair Corporations?”Ryat spits out th
RayaStepping into the penthouse I see the soft glow of city lights cast a mesmerizing spell over the room. I move towards the expansive window, drawn to the panoramic view of the city skyline that stretches before me. The twinkling lights below seem to dance in the darkness, a silent symphony that captivates my senses.As I stand by the window, a sense of anticipation fills me, my heart beating in rhythm with the pulse of the city below—the night air whispers against my skin, carrying with it a promise of secrets and possibilities. My gaze is fixed on the horizon, my thoughts drifting to the meeting that awaits me.In the tranquil solitude of the penthouse, I wait patiently for Carlos, the only sound is the gentle hum of the city outside. The minutes tick by, each passing moment heightening my sense of anticipation. My thoughts are consumed by the impending wedding that looms on the horizon. The prospect of marrying Sean no longer holds any appeal for me, especially after overhearin
RayaAs I sit at the dinner table with my father and my brothers, a heavy sense of apprehension settles over me. The tension in the room surrounds us, the unspoken expectation of discussing my marriage to Sean hanging like a dark cloud over our meal. My dad clears his throat, his gaze stern as he addresses me. "Raya, it is time for you to fulfill your duty to the family and marry Sean."I take a deep breath, steeling myself for the confrontation that I knew was inevitable. "I'm sorry, Dad, but I cannot marry Sean. I do not love him," I respond, my voice steady despite the tremor in my heart. Jake's eyes narrow, his voice laced with authority. "Raya, this is not up for debate. You will marry Sean, and that is final. We must uphold our family's honor."My hands clench under the table, a surge of defiance rising within me. "I cannot sacrifice my happiness for the sake of tradition. I will not marry a man I do not love," I declare, my voice firm with conviction. Phil interjects, his tone
CarlosI am seated in a bar next to my nephew, not Jake, but Phil, the one with the gentlest heart. I order two margaritas for us, and as we engage in conversation, he inquires, "What's the reason for calling me here, Uncle?" With confidence, I respond, "I want you to know that I deeply care for this family. While I am eager to stand by all of you during this challenging period, I understand that none of you may wish to see me at the mansion, and I respect that."I let out a deep sigh before speaking, "I need your assistance with the plan I am devising." Phil furrows his brow in confusion, questioning, "What plan? What exactly are you intending to do? Are you going to go against your own family?" I roll my eyes at his reaction, trying to comprehend his mindset, and proceed to clarify my intentions, stating, "No, I don't plan to
CarlosI am fucking aware that she is having lunch with this mother fucker in a restaurant and yes I came here to ruin this lunch for her. And how can she expect to have a peaceful moment with her fiance when I keep on pestering her head for twenty-four fucking hours? I am the only one she must think of and I am the only one whose name must be on her tongue when she is close to her her orgasm.It's been quite a while since I fucked her and I miss touching her. Her scent and her moans, her shallow breaths, and everything else. She is so fucking mine and I will claim it no matter what I have to do for her. For now, I am sitting in a restaurant where she is having lunch with Sean fuckling Myers. I brought a date with me, after all coming here all alone would be awkward for me.
Raya My father has returned to the mansion after a successful surgery and is now resting. Today, I have a meeting at Sinclair Corporations before meeting Sean for lunch at his favorite restaurant. I learned that Carlos will be at the meeting, taking over his shares and role in the company, indicating that I am not representing him.It seems like a good idea for me to step back from Carlos's position because his work is beyond my understanding and capabilities. He is involved in numerous ongoing and upcoming projects that I am not informed about, and the complexity of his plans makes it difficult for me to comprehend his intentions. With family relationships already strained, I am unsure whether I should disclose this information to my brothers.Entering the board room, I look around until my eyes are fixed on him. There he sits, handsome and confident as well. Carlos is a man in his own world, he is not only an experienced man but a very sensible businessman as well. Meanwhile my bro