All Chapters of My uncle, My mate: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Aria's POV;It was pretty much almost dark and even far too quiet. Too quiet for me to tell exactly where this was. Although, one thing was clear to me that this was a dream. A dream? It's been long I had one and as I stood in the forest, surrounded by trees, there was this new found hope that this dream should be more of something I was going to love. Immediately, I could feel the new presence of someone and my mind only went to a certain person. In this situation, getting back hugged by Ronald was like adding more fuel to the fire. “You don't have to fight this,” he said and that was all it took for me to let go and give in. Fight what? I didn't know but after all, this was a dream. He began to place kisses around my neck, soft innocent kisses that weren't meant to do anything to me and yet, they made my toes curl in bliss and my knees weak. “You taste so sweet,” came his soft groan, like music to my ears. No longer able to keep restraint on my wolf that just wanted some acti

Aria's POV."From now onwards, You are mine, sweetheart!" Ronald declared, his gaze still piercing through mine as I could still hear my heart race and his breath sweeping against my skin.With a smile at the corner of his lips, he leaned in closer to me and without hesitation, his lips met mine in a soft and gentle grasp that I never imagined or thought about.He sucked on my lips so hard but gently and I trust me, I didn't hesitate to reciprocate his warm kisses. It was a bubble rush feeling I had never imagined to get at this point from Ronald. To me, Ronald was the only one who could make me go insane but I guess, things must have really heightened since my body was feeling like it no longer belonged to me again. With a slow pace, his hands instinctively reached for my hair, tucking the few strands that covered my face at the back of my ear and instantly, his right hand cupped my cheeks while we kissed.I couldn't help but let out soft moans as I kissed him. His tongue twirling

Aria's pov; If you were to ask me years back that how did I picture how my first time making live was going to be, then I was ready to tell you a lengthy story about it. I was prepared to even given out details that were never true but I hoped was going to come true. Each and everytime I had painted images in my head, there happened to be a point where a gentle tweak was going to happen and there after, there was a possibility of everything changing, like a whole new scene. As I sat back on the recliner chair, thinking about the past of the thoughts I had back then when I had no idea that things like this wasn't going to happen, a smile spread on my face just thinking about it. What had I pictured my first time with my lover was going to be? At that period, most ladies my age had all had their fair share of what sex was but yet, there I was, in a whole new fantasy of mine. I had prioritized having these thoughts over going out to experience them myself and then Cole came. O

Aria's pov: "Haaaaaa!" A scream from Esmeralda was all I needed to know how much she was disgusted. Unfortunately, there was no way I could have stopped the bile rising from my throat, up until the moment I spat it out. "S...so...sorry," I said in between gasps of breath. My attempt at trying to hold back from spilling out my guts had ended up in nothing but a total failure. The intriguing part was that I felt no remorse doing this to her. "B*tch! How dare you? Do you know how much my clothes is?" she hissed, readily glaring at me like she was about to tear down whatever it was I had on. "I can give you a change of clothes inside, if you don't mind," I said in the best way and as apologetic as I could. If anything, there was something about the way she kept staring at me, even with her messed up clothes that gave me an intuition that she was up to nothing good. Esmeralda stared back at me, smirking and then pulling her lips to the side in a way that said she had only f

Aria's pov; All of my prayers and even my hope had ended up as nothing but mere words. The small envelope in my hand made it more real and each time I tried to deny myself of accepting the truth, the bold positive sign of the pregnancy test I took was all I needed to remind me again. "This better be a joke!" I said to myself for the hundredth time while dragging my feet out of the hospital. I no longer had the power and strength to me to do a single thing. Long forgotten was the class I was supposed to have this morning and now, my only thoughts was just on what I was supposed to do in my current situation. As it stood, no idea of such was in my head and I was too disorganised to even walk properly. A good number of times, I had bumped into people, earning a few weird looks and the others, a few insults. I had no idea when I began to squeeze the test paper in my hand and neither did I care because as it was, just when I thought I could finally achieve everything I've alw