All Chapters of Thirst For My Billionaire Uncle : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Raya“Raya, you are such a disobedient little brat. I don’t want you in my house. Leave right now!” My mom's mean words hurt me a lot. Her angry voice makes me feel scared and small. I can feel how mad she is at me, and it's heavy on my heart.Across from me, a man in his late forties who is said to be my father sits on the sofa, speaking up, urging my mother to reconsider. "Amanda, don’t just kick her out yet. Who will do the house chores if you kick her out?" I see my mom's anger start to go away, and she looks like she's thinking. There's a hint of reconsideration in her eyes, but she's still looking at me with a mean look.Even though things are tense, I hold onto a small hope that this argument might help improve our difficult relationship."No, William. She is a thief. She has stolen my diamond earrings!" My mother's accusing words are aimed at my father and me, weighing heavily on me and causing my heart to race as I struggle to understand the betrayal in her tone.I sit ther

I can see the greed covering the faces of my so-called family. A minute ago my mother was slapping me and showing off her hatred toward me by accusing me of pushing her off the stairs and now she pretends to be the best mother in the world. The driver politely inquires, "Ms. Sinclair, do you have any belongings to bring with you?" I begin to respond but my dad interrupts with an excited tone that grates on my ears. "Wait a minute!" He rushes towards the suitcase, hastily rearranging everything inside. These people are unbelievable. Once my dad hands the suitcase over to the driver, he huffs a laugh and says, " You don't have to bring all this with you. Mr Sinclair has prepared everything for you at the mansion.”Sinclair? My last name is Sinclair. I wonder if it's connected to the business tycoon who wields significant influence in the city.After a brief pause, the driver adds, "Unless it's important, of course." He drags the suitcase, and I take a step out of the house without an

"When your mother and I discovered that we were expecting a daughter after three sons, we were overjoyed at the prospect of having you. We decorated the nursery, and bought countless toys and dollhouses in anticipation of your arrival," my father shares, pausing for a moment before continuing, "We never intended to give you up, but the thought did cross my mind. Your life was in danger... there are certain things of which you are unaware."I cross my arms over my chest, insisting, "But I need to know. I have the right to." Jack gazes at me, silently urging me to remain quiet. However, anger courses through my veins, and I snort, "How could you simply abandon your own child? Was I the only one discarded, while your sons were kept?"My father fixes me with a blank stare, and Steve clears his throat, the tension in the room escalating. Summoning his resolve, my father admits, "I acknowledge my error. I chose to ensure your survival... If you had stayed with us, you might not be alive tod

My heart is beating hard in my chest but I fall completely under his gaze. “What are you doing here?” his voice comes to my ears, his hot breath reaching directly to my face. My lips part and the words barely come out of my mouth. I am nervous, there is a different type of tension between us. I have never felt this way before. The way his hand is resting on my waist and his other hand grabbing my wrist, his touch is stern yet gentle at the same time. He keeps his eyes locked with mine and doesn’t let me move. “Are you going for a theft?” his mocking sentence sends anger rushing down my veins. I frown, gently pushing him away, and retort, “Why would I steal something from my own house?” I watch him making an expression that intensifies my anger. “I am a Sinclair, after all. I don’t have to steal anything here. I can get anything I want with one snap of my finger.” I cross my arms to my chest and the next moment I hear his soft chuckle.He moves away from me, walking in the opposite d

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