"You are playing with fire, doll," he warned, eyes dark and dangerous. "A very deadly fire."
I looked at the chains on the bed again and pictured them clamped on my wrists, my tits and pussy in full display... Maybe deadly will do for now... 
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Harboring feelings for someone older than me seems deadly especially when the said person is my uncle. Despite knowing this, the thirst for a drop from his hot-as-hell river of sexiness can't be quenched. Fantasies turned into cravings which in turn spurred the implementation of my devious plans to get him all to myself. Will this blood barrier push him away from acknowledging this mutual feeling of lust, or will his fuel be poured on my burning coals?

Sinful Desires: My Uncle Is Mine

Every day after the proposal was like a dream. 


I'd wake up with a feeling of ecstasy swarming every fibre of my being and an undeniable happiness that made me restless throughout the day. 


It was an acceptable kind of restlessness. One that made me itch to rush back home from work and cuddle with June. Just the thought of her made me eager, hard and fucking excited. 


For once in my life, I felt... complete. Henry and I were steadily warming to each other—Rephrase that: I was steadily embracing him and his love and acceptance of me and June. 


It felt like I was surrounded by immense love. Well, wasn't I? 


The issue of the settling scandal taught me a lot: 


One, you can only know your true friends and supporters when you have problems that need attention. Two, no matter the good you do, a little mistake could turn you into a monster before those who claim they love you. And lastly, loyalty should never be bought with kindness, it should grow naturally. 


Chapter 114