All Chapters of Forced To Marry My Ex's Uncle : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

MIRANDA I stared at Hazel in surprise. Ever since I met him, that was the first time I truly felt something move inside me.His smell, his touch, and something about his kiss suddenly had me feeling nervous. My heart raced as I kept staring at him and suddenly I wanted him to kiss me again.I took a step back from him. "What is going on with you, Miranda?" I asked myself inwardly.Without a word to him, I walked toward the blue helicopter and began to get in. As I turned, I saw him standing behind me, staring at me. However, he was not the only one I saw. I noticed some students peeping at us from the bushes and shook my head before taking my seat.Hazel came in shortly afterward and sat beside me. The ride to his hangar was quiet for the both of us as neither of us said a word to each other.When the chopper landed and we got off, he pointed at his car which was parked close by, and said, "I'll drive you home.""Thank you," I replied."Don't think too much about what happened earlie

HAZEL As I drove away from Miranda's school, I kept smiling, feeling happy. Eventually, I realized what I was doing and frowned."What is going on with you?" I asked myself.I could go to Caracas without Miranda. Yes, the old couple I would be dealing with were conservative and loved married couples in love but I could still close the deal without Miranda's presence. Why then was I doing these silly things?Thinking about it, I realized that I had gone through the trouble of inviting Miranda because I was uncomfortable about Steph's presence in her life.But why was I becoming this way? It was all Miranda's fault. She was the one who went on about how Steph was brave, handsome, and intelligent.She was messing with my mind and I was going to put a stop to it. Under different circumstances, I would have compensated Steph, especially because his family wasn't so well-to-do. However, I wasn't going to do anything of that nature.He should not have let my wife get attached to him. Beside

MIRANDA Hazel's lips on mine had me feeling weak in the knees.Our towels and robes lay on the ground as he kissed me in a way that was foreign to me; gently, yet passionately.So many alarm bells rang inside my head, compelling me to push him away but I couldn't. I enjoyed the rare intimacy the moment provided us and did not want it to end.My pulse raced and I felt a rush of emotions as Hazel pulled away, caressed my face, and moaned, "Miranda....I want you!!"His eyes drilled into mine and we kept staring at each other as we panted for breath. As if he had suddenly made up his mind, he lifted me off the ground and carried me into the bedroom.Placing me on the bed, he got on it as well and beginning with my wrists, showered my arms with kisses, moving up to my shoulders, my neck and finally settling back on my lips.My eyes blinked severally and I inhaled when his lips left mine, and began traveling down. As his hands caressed my swimsuit around my bosom area, I felt the tips of m

MIRANDA I spent a little time reading about what the blogs had to say about Mrs. Marlene De Antonio.Afterward, I ran to my room, dashed into the bathroom, and washed up before dressing decently. I wasn't too nervous because I had my pepper spray with me.After almost getting molested during the so-called field trip, Mel had suggested that I bought it and carried it around, so I could protect myself if she wasn't close to me.It was a good thing I took it with me to Caracas. After dressing decently in a long, beautiful white gown, I let my hair fall on my back and wore one of the two rings I had carried along.I put my pepper spray in my bag and went back to the balcony to watch the old woman for a little longer. I saw her throw her cigarette to the ground and sighed in relief. It would have been uncomfortable and dangerous talking to her while inhaling all that smoke. l left our suite afterward and began heading in the woman's direction. A few people were sitting in the same area as

HAZEL"This is Ramos' granny," I said to Miranda as I tried to figure out what she was trying to do.She gasped in surprise, "Ramos....the...pervert?"I nodded and she turned to face the old woman, "But...you're so nice....how can such a person be related to you?"And what is wrong with my grandson? "The woman snapped.Miranda sighed, "He was a total jerk to me. I came out to swim with my husband at the pool but he harassed me sexually."The woman furrowed her brows, "What?""He grabbed my butt and tried to kiss me," Miranda continued. "That's why my husband got upset and punched him. What husband would watch his wife being treated like that?"The old woman shook her head, "How can this be? What you are telling me is different from what I was told. Besides, Ramos might be a handful but he respects married women. He knows how I feel about marriage so I doubt he would try to disappoint me."Miranda smiled, "Wow! I don't think you know your grandson very well, granny. It's quite unfortun