All Chapters of Pleasured by her Step-Uncle: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

ElianaDorian, Rachel, and I tiptoed inside Robert's house after climbing through the kitchen window, which, luckily for us, had been left open. I had called them immediately after Nicholas left for work and told them everything that had happened. Rachel, being the crazy one as usual, suggested we snoop around my mom's things and see whether we'd find my father's documents. I was up for it, because losing my father's house wasn't something I was just going to sit and allow. So innocently, I called Robert and asked him where he left, citing that I wanted to visit him and mom and talk."Where do we even begin?" Rachel whispered while munching on an apple she had picked up from the kitchen counter."Why are you whispering dumbass? There is no one home." I laughed at her."Why are you tiptoeing and we are alone? Dumbass," she reiterated with her mouth full, using my words against me."We don't have time to eat, Rae; they could be back any minute." Dorian pulled her towards the L-shaped st

Eliana"Eliana." Someone was shaking me, but I couldn't make out who it was between Rae and Dorian. It was almost as if my mind and my senses had travelled into another dimension. My eyes didn't blink, staring at the passport photo on the licence until they started burning, moisture filling them.Slowly, I stretched my hand and picked it up, mouth open."It can't be," I whispered. She had a different eye and hair colour and looked much younger, likely in her late teens or early 20s, but it was definitely her. Every single thing on the paper was printing out a side of her that I couldn't even comprehend.The licence was obviously from Utah State and not Indiana, and the residence was some street I wasn't familiar with. Who are you, mom? I thought out loudly, squinting my eyes."Maybe it's her twin sister," Rachel mumbled, and the tiniest part of me wished that she was right."Shut up, babe. This is not a guessing matter," Dorian chastised, steadying me when I stumbled backwards, my upp

ElianaA wave of acid welled up from my stomach as it contracted into a tight ball. I turned my head around, my gaze darting around the room, trying to process every bit of Nick's words. I didn't know whether to continue sobbing, scream, run to my mother for more explanation, or just sit there."Sanders." I tested the name on my tongue, trying to make out whether I had heard the name before. Then my eyes dropped on the driver's card on Nick's hand, and that is when it hit me. Every doubt I had and every hope about the young woman's photo on the driver's card not being mom, was washed away when Nick revealed mom's past. Like Rachel, a part of me had hoped that maybe it was my mom's twin sister that I knew nothing about."Marya Sanders," I whispered, blinking rapidly as my spine tingled, but not in a good way."H-ow?" I stammered for the umpteenth time that day, closing my eyes as my head throbbed."She managed to hide her past all these years," Nick said, while I bent over, putting my

Eliana"You barely slept, baby, so you need to sleep. I'll wake you up when we get there." Nicholas said this beside me on the luxurious bed, without looking up from his laptop. We were inside the jet's master bedroom, with cool gold accents on the walls and a white modelled ceiling with inbuilt lights. Beside the bed was a plush wall leather seat and a table where a bowl of fruits lay. The jet was sectioned into a general sitting area, a mini-bar, a guestroom, and an office."You didn't sleep either; let's do it together," I suggested, a yawn following right after. It was around 6 in the morning, and according to his pilot, we were going to land around 9, so we had one or two hours to make up for the previous night."I have work to do, Eliana. Just sleep." He dismissed me without sparing me a glance yet again. An ache formed in my chest, and instead of adding any other words, I turned and faced the other side. I couldn't understand what changed when we had such a fun night of making

ElianaI didn't feel like attending classes the next day after we returned from Utah. The ability to even concentrate wasn't there, given the state of saturation my mind was in. I should have been happy after getting the marriage certificate from Sanders, but I couldn't afford a smile. The mere thought of my own mother hiring someone to kill me gnawed at my insides."What do I do?" I mumbled to myself, staring at my mom's number on my phone screen, trying to decide whether to call her or not. Even though she had proved that money was more important, I still hoped that she'd call."There you are. I am done with work. Sorry, I took too long." Nick said, opening the sliding doors to the swimming pool, where I was lying on the lounge chair. I forced a smile when he approached, trying so hard to use his exposed, chiselled chest as a distraction."Have you been looking for me?" I couldn't even recognise my own voice. Instead of answering, Nick furrowed his eyebrows after he stood beside me