All Chapters of My uncle, My mate: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

#######draftAria's pov: Waking up from the dream, I stared around me only to see that it was as silent as it could get. Even the machines were nowhere in sight and I couldn't help but frown before taking a look at my body to see if I didn't really need help as I had thought in the first place. "Yes, it's intact. Nothing is missing," I said to myself in confusion and my sudden attempt at trying to stand up was an action that made it appear like I was making the biggest mistake of my life. Surprisingly, standing up on one foot wasn’t as difficult as I thought it was going to be after a month of not moving. If at all, it only made me seem like my body was more flexible and as it was, it seemed like I was walking on the clouds. “This is so easy. Not even as difficult as I thought it would be,” I said, chuckling to myself and feeling very proud that I didn’t have to rely on anybody to be able to do this. Previously, upon waking up, there was this sudden urge I had to be able

Aria's pov; A small gasp left my lips just as Ronald's hands held my thigh before he rose to his feet and I was directly placed on his table, butt naked. I really had no idea how my trouser had been pulled off in the blink of an eye. No, scratch that. It wasn't pulled off but had been torn into shreds by the man himself. "Why'd you do that? Do I have to walk out naked when I'm leaving?" I couldn't help but complain but instead, Ronald had began peppering kisses down my jaw, to my collar bone, intensely sucking on my skin. "Hmm..hmm," I moaned softly, trying to be as quiet as I could but with Ronald's face buried in my neck, it didn't seem like this was going to be easy to do. "No one else is allowed to see you like this!" he said in between kisses. Too disoriented by what he was doing, I didn't see the need to argue, only enjoying his acts. My fingers went into his hair, slowly starting to run my fingers through them but pulled sharply when the first sting of Rona

Aria's pov; "Thank you for the ride," I said to Damien, right after closing his car's door. Ever since the main confession he had said, I hadn't said a word to him or even given a reply. After, our of sight, out of mind. This was the only reasonable tactic I could tell myself to come up with. How could I handle a sudden confession when my scent was a mixture of mine and someone else's, moreso, he had his release still in me. My guilt washed over me like a series of repeated beatings. Maintaining my calm after Damien's confession was a big deal and I had been all too careful in keeping my mouth shut. Even going as far as cautioning myself not to say too much for fear that I might end up saying or doing the wrong thing. I was glad that he hadn't also pressured me into giving a reply and instead, kept quiet, allowing me to drown myself in my world. "You look lost. Is anything the problem?" Daisy's sudden question brought me back to my current situation and I realised

Aria's pov; I'd never been to a banquet as this and I really didn't know what to expect. I kept thinking back to the main reason I chose to come along with Orion to this banquet. It was a way for me to figure out what exactly the secret is behind my mother's and Damien's strange behaviours. I was meant to be glad perhaps, I was finally going to figure what it was they've been hiding. Thinking back to the way my mother had yelled at me, repeatedly asking for me not to go to the banquet. I had a feeling she was hiding something from me again. Though, there was the fact that she already made me aware of the basic things I needed to know, the fact couldn't be ignored that she was acting all too suspicious. Almost as if there was something far tougher and stronger she was hiding from me. "Do you really have to go? You can tell me if you have little issues or something. You don't have to hide things from me. We can both figure out a way to solve it," for what seemed to be t

Aria's pov; I expected the banquet to be everything but what was in front of me. As soon as the huge doors were pushed open by guards, all the attention of everyone in the hall turned in on us. At first it was like a dream but the more stares fell on us, the more nervous I became. There was no way Orion wasn't feeling how sweaty my palms had become in an instant while wrapped in his. Rather than trying to pull away, I held on tighter, secretly fearing for my life that among all these stares, there was definitely a few or more that held ill intentions toward me. "It's alright. You can be how you like. I'm here with you," Orion whispered to me as we began to make our way to the first seat of the hall. It was surprising and yet suffocating how much he controlled the attention of this much crowd. If it was up to me, the only thing I would do at this point was escape from this hall that reeked of money and evil, then flee for my life. I didn't fail to notice the glares of a