All Chapters of MY STEP UNCLE IS MY SUGAR DADDY : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The knock on the door was soft.“Who's there?." Blue asked.Kylee opened the door and walked in. She was dressed in a black knee length skirt that had a slit at the side and a pale pink chiffon blouse.“We're going to the hospital, get dressed." She said authoritatively.Blue climbed down from the bed and walked to the mirror. She didn't have any bruises, I on the other hand was beaten up.My lip had a cut at the side, my face had blotches of blue black marks. My temple had a cut and it was swelling, if not for the doctor that came yesterday, I would have been swelling in different parts of my body.I quickly left the mirror, ashamed of the girl staring back at me but proud too. I had fought that mad man with all the strength in me and I won.Blue and I showered together and we got dressed. I was wearing black shorts and an oversized t-shirt with sneakers and Blue was wearing a sundress, she looked different, more peaceful and calm.A good different.“Let's get going." Kylee said hold

Talia must be bluffing!.Maybe she stole his phone, I wanted to think everything but reject the fact that Gabriel would be with her.I checked to see the latest message from Gabriel. I didn't need to zoom the photo, I could see it clearly.Gabriel was sitting on a chair and holding a fork and knife. He was unaware that the photo was being taken.He was eating and it was a fancy restaurant, I could see the people sitting in the background dressed elegantly.He was wearing a pale blue chunky knit sweater, I could see that he was wearing Khaki pants and casual walking shoes... At first I take my time to admire him in casuals, he never dresses like this often, it's rare to see him in anything but formal business suits. He was handsome, breath taking even. Then my mind returned back to reality. He was having lunch with his ex submissive. He's having lunch with her. It slapped me across the cheek so sudden, my hands froze and the phone slipped from my grip. It fell to the ground and I hear

GABRIELI drove into the garage, the gate had automatically opened. The first thing I noticed was that my girlfriend's car wasn't there.I parked and went into the house.“Cristela..." I called.I was about to climb the stairs to check for her in the bedroom when I caught sight of a red box.I halted, staring at the box in disbelief. Talia had that exact same box, we used to keep our BDSM playroom photos inside. My heart was skipping rope in my chest, I was beginning to fear the unknown reason why Cristela's car wasn't in the garage.“Cristela." I called, this time more louder and still I didn't stop moving forward to get the box.I opened it, inside was a brown leather box. I opened it and there it was, the photos. It fell from my hands and I ran up the stairs to Cristela's bedroom.Her journal was laying at the center of the bed, as if it was placed there for me to see. I didn't want to see what was inside, no.“Cristela." I shouted, running around the house, searching room by room

“Gunther!." I snapped answering the call.“Mr Gabriel, sir... The cell your girlfriend is using has no signal. It's possible that she switched if off or just damagef it, I can't track it."I hissed and ended the call.I had too many things running in my mind. This week was not my week at all.Cristela almost left me, Cristela got harassed by Lora and Talia. Cristela got abducted and beaten up, I could not look at her body without hating myself for being so careless, letting her run off with Blue just like that. Cristela suddenly left me and now my brother told me to ask my mum questions about my paternity.I didn't know how to call my mother. We have not spoken to each other in months. I drove back to Cristel's house, hoping that she changed her mind and came back to me but I found the house empty again.This time I caught sight of her phone laying under the dining table. I went on my knees and pulled it out to see that the screen was damaged, I tried to power it but there was no resp

“who is dead?." She asked searching my eyes.“My dad."“Who, Mr Winthrop?."“No, Kylee. My real dad."Apparently, my mum was still on the phone.“What was his name?." I asked her picking up the phone one more time. Kylee opened the cabinet and rammed through it, searching for something.“I thought something happened to you." My mother cried.“Mum, his name, tell me what his name was."“Christopher Cross... Everyone call him Chris."I almost whispered his name, almost.“I'll talk to you later mum."I ended the call and dropped my phone on the counter beside the sink.Kylee was holding a bag of cotton swabs and antiseptic.“Your hands."“Kylee I'm fine."“No. You're spilling blood all over the floor, give me your hands."“I don't want it to get better Kylee. The pain is distracting." I confessed. She looked up at me, suddenly mortified.“Not again Gabriel." She said, tears spilled from her eyes.Not again, what she meant by not again was the fact that whenever I got really hurt or ang