"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

The stillness was the first thing I noticed. The house was now like a morgue. 


Not in a bad way though, I was just used to some kind of warmth that came when Giulia arrived and now seemed to have followed her out. She left... just like that? 


I underestimated her. I mean, it was clear just how crazy she was. I never thought she'd wake up one morning, drug my men and disappear. It was so cold. The building, the kitchen, the stairs... Everywhere was just... cold. 


It wasn't the heater, I was sure of that. This was a different kind of cold. It burned deep into my flesh, ate my heart like a carnivorous beast and left me gnawing at the chains of distress around my neck. There was very little to do. 


Chapter 44