"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

A few minutes after I got to my room, I heard a knock on the door. Scowling, I got up from bed and walked towards it, throwing the door open as I shot a glare at the person on the other side. “What do you want?” I growled at Sandra. “Didn't I tell you I'm taking the day off? I don't have the time to waste on you.” 


“Mark?” I glowered at that. “What does he want?” 


“Mr Kenzo asked of you, so Mr Mark ordered—" 


“Kenzo?” I perked up at that. “Where's he?” 


She frowned at the change in my expression, raising her hand to point toward Kenzo's side of the house. “He's in his room.” 


“Thanks a lot!” I pushed past her, closing my door as I hastened down the hallway to his room, my heart beating wildly in my chest. I had been super worried about my friend. To have him ask for me was enough to make me forget about Mark and the hateful words he said to me last night. 


Chapter 37