Caged By My Devil Uncle

Chris’ Pov

I chased Kennethwith my room card, but the elevator was empty.

At the moment, a very uncomfortable feeling welled up in my heart. Kenneth knew everything about me, including my whereabouts.

But what do I know about him? I don’t know anything.

I don’t know his past. I don’t even know the King Group president. I don’t know his friends. I don’t know what he’s doing in America.

Knowing that he also lives in the same hotel, I don’t even know which room he lives in.

I think I have failed too. Cindy looks at him differently. She must like him.

What will a man and a woman do in a room? The more I think about it, the angrier I become.

Uncle said that he had never touched other women. He has known this Cindy for a long time.

I don’t have the mood to go back to my room. Is Uncle in the same mood when I left with Warren before?Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

I finally know why my Uncle smoked one cigarette after another in the study on the day when I woke up in the middle of the night. It turns out that he has been working so hard.

I swiped the card and pushed the door to enter, thinking about whether I should call my Uncle.

Will that be hated by Uncle? Maybe he’s talking to Cindy about business?

Before I thought about it, I was brought into a familiar embrace, and my warm breath brushed in my ear.

“, Uncle.”

“Baby, I’ve been thinking about you all night.”

I was pleasantly surprised. “Uncle, didn’t you talk to that Miss Cindy in the room? Why are you here?”

Kenneth’s pov

I’m not aware of Chris’s previous tangled psychological activities, and Cindy is just a friend in my heart.

I didn’t think Cindy was special, so I explained it briefly.

“I’m in a hurry to come and see you, and things are finished in the elevator.” I carried her to bed.

I was already tired, but I just missed Chris so much that I was going crazy.

Chris’ Pov

He was anxious to see me and made all my haze disappear completely.

“Uncle, were you with Cindy last night?”

“Well, Cindy is doing a good job in America. I asked her to match up and take this project. Without her, Herman wouldn’t have dealt with me. He and Warren had already talked about it before. Cindy called me last night to ask me to meet Herman.” Kenneth answered every question and didn’t hide anything.

I looked at the bloodshot and tired eyes, and my fingers gently touched his cheek.

“Uncle, why do you want to rob Warren’s project?”

Kenneth said seriously, “What if I said it was for you?”

“For me?” I didn’t know he knew about Warren slapping me.

Kenneth kissed me lovingly on the cheek, his lips moved to my ear, and said, “Little fool, why didn’t you tell me he hit you? You didn’t say anything in front of me after being wronged so much.”

My pupils are dilated. “Just because Warren slapped me, you took his project?”

“Just because? Chris, No one in the world can touch you!”

When he said this, Kenneth’s eyes passed with coldness, and his pupils became darker.

That bloodthirsty Uncle makes my back cool, Uncle, it’s terrible…

Aware of my frightened eyes, he restrained his coldness. “Chris, don’t be afraid, I won’t hurt you. I also prepared a big gift for Warren.”

“What gift?”

“you will know when you’re home.”

I bit my lip.

He tore off my coat, buried his head in my chest, and licked the inside of my breasts wildly. My entire body had become mushy and numb. He lifted me above his head, placed me on the table, and couldn’t wait to strip me down to my underpants.

“Chirs, I want to fuck you right away.”

We kissed as I wrapped my arms around his neck and helped him undo his shirt buttons. My hands slipped down his waist and accidently felt the hard thing he was holding.

“It longs for you.”

Kenneth inserted his tongue into my mouth and began agitating it wildly. He was dissatisfied with my stance, so he pushed me against the table and sat me on the floor. He penetrated me from behind while I pouted. “Chris, you are really tight,” “It appeals to me greatly.”

He swung his head and scurried in and out like a madman,

“If one day I go mad, it is also for you, you demon!”

I felt his strong and fanatical love, and now I seem to be falling deeper.

But there’s nothing wrong with that. I don’t want anyone, as long as he is alone.

“Uncle, fuck me, fuck me hard.”

Kenneth’s expression changed greatly. “Why are you crying? Did I hurt you?”

I shook my head. “Don’t stop, Uncle, it’s not you… Although I was the daughter of the White family, no one cared about me. If my brother and I fall down at the same time, they must help my brother up first. I think Jim is a younger brother and I am a sister. Everyone should care about him. I shouldn’t be jealous. That year, my brother fell into the water, and I was scared at that time. I jumped into the water to save him even if I couldn’t swim. I struggled to push him to the shore and couldn’t climb up. Mom and Dad came to ask her brother how he was doing. At that time, I was about to drown. They only cared about my brother. If others hadn’t picked me up, I might have died. I wonder if it is because I am not good that my parents don’t like me.

I try my best to be good, never be naughty again, I study hard, and I am the first in my class every time. Not to mention the first in the class, even if it is the first in the whole grade, I went home with a certificate of merit, thinking that they would finally like me. Who knows that the brother in the class has improved a few places, Mom and Dad happily bought presents for him and didn’t ask me a word.

I have been very good, hurt I do not cry, do not make trouble, fell down to get up. Knowing that the White family was in trouble, I took part-time jobs to lighten the burden on the White family. But their eyes are still only younger brother, Uncle, no one has ever been so good to me. Maybe in your opinion, I was slapped, which is a great grievance. If it were my younger brother, he would have turned upside down. I didn’t make trouble or cry. From an early age, I knew very well that Warren was kind to the White family, and that he slapped me just to annoy me. He found out that morning that I was buying contraceptive “medicine”, and after seeing the contract, he thought of it together. Although I told him I had someone I liked before, I didn’t say it was you, and he didn’t know you were the president of the King Group. He thought casually accompanying people to bed, blaming me do not cherish my own body, so he hit me. Although I felt a little wronged at that time, I was much better after you sent me candy. I didn’t think it was a big deal, so I didn’t tell you. When I was injured from childhood, I was silently “licking” the wound, and no one would care if I was wronged. You are the first person who cares about me, loves me, and cares about my feelings. Thank you, thank you really… “