All Chapters of Thirst For My Billionaire Uncle : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The beautiful field is filled with trimmed grass and the crispy wind blows my hair as I run. I should have been so amazed by the view and stood here for a moment or two just to memorize the beautfiul view in front of me. But right now I am running from the man I call my Uncle…who is a part of my family. He is chasing me and I cant seem to understand the reason. I just know that I need to run because if he catches me, there will be no clothes on my body. That’s what he said and means by that. I hear the ground below me shaking and I hear loud thuds, while I keep running I turn my head to my back just to see the horses galloping my way. I am scared, literally frightened. They cross me, running in circles, freeing themselves. The horses are in different colors, with their hair long and they make the sound as if they are either delightful to be free or scared to be caged again.I have the same feeling as them, I can sense their fear or the urge to be set free. I run but my legs are not

I observe Noah clenching his fist, appearing frustrated and ready to argue with my uncle. I shoot him a look, signaling for him to stay quiet. My uncle has a short temper, and he could harm Noah before realizing it.I frantically walk alongside my uncle, who doesn't allow me any opportunity to speak to or apologize to Noah. Glancing back at him, I see his expression of disappointment. As we enter the mansion, I pull my hand from my uncle's grip and exclaim, "What the fuck is wrong with you?"He raises an eyebrow, remaining composed, "Watch your language, young lady." I respond with equal frustration, "No, you listen to me now!" Pointing a finger in his direction and he shows no emotion.I begin to retort further, but before I can speak, I hear my father approaching, scolding me. "Is that how you speak to your uncle?" His reprimand startles me, causing my breath to hitch and a shiver to run down my spine.My father's exasperation and his intense glare directed at me fill me with fear.

Raya “See, Raya. I know that you are hurt, but I cannot let you experience the things girls of this age usually put up with.” “These kinds of parties are not for girls like you. You are a Sinclair. You need to understand that.” When he finishes talking, I sigh deeply, there is a breakage in my tone as I am on the verge of crying but I swallow back my tears and pretend to be a strong girl. “Have you ever tried to understand me, dad?” this question brings him to silence, he just looks at me, throwing gentle looks in my direction. He reaches out to bring his hand to my palm, gently caressing it. “Of course, I do. I am trying to understand you… I am trying to provide and protect you. I want my only daughter to have the best life. I want to compensate for my previous actions of abandoning you.”I am now a bit calm after listening to my father. He is not doing anything wrong, he just want to protect me and the family name…same as any respectable man would do. “But I deserve to be happy

RayaMy dad approaches me with a warm smile on his face as I lie on my bed, a hot bag resting on my stomach, providing a soothing sensation to ease my pain."How are you feeling now?" he asks, sitting beside me. I nod, weakly smiling at him. "I am fine, Dad," I reply. I believe he has grasped my condition, but if he inquires further, I am not going to disclose the truth to him.I feel embarrassed, and discussing my women's issues with my dad would not be appropriate."That's fine. If you rest. Shall I call the doctor if you like?" he offers. I refuse, shaking my head, and he agrees."I am leaving Samantha with you. If the business dinner weren't important, we would have stayed with you," My dad explains to me.,I offer a faint smile and respond, "It's okay, Dad. You go. I am doing fine. Really..." After reassuring him, I sense that he is ready to leave."Alright, take care of yourself," my dad says as he kisses my forehead before finally leaving.After enduring the pain for longer tha

Now as I grab the collar of his shirt, I stare at him. My looks are sharp and piercing and I feel like pulling the soul out of his body. His eyes collide with mine and without wasting another moment, I simply drag him, least bothered by the way he is tripping.I leave Saraya right there and dragging him down the stairs, I finally take him to the porch. None of us utter another word. I am not in a mindset to deal with this man. I don’t want to. He is a nobody that I least care about.What I saw was he was forcing himself on my niece. How the fuck does he dare to stick his cock into her pussy? And while she is on her fucking period, leaking blood?He slips with the blood that is on the floor and I am not in a mood to laugh about it. The moment I push him to the porch, he falls down and I stare at him, commanding