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"Uncle Jerald... "
"Can I come in?"
"No... I mean what are you doing here?", Nikita felt nervous. "Is there any problem?"
"Of course not I just thought we had a little chat before I head back to sleep?"
"...well, come in. "
She allowed him in and shut the door close.
At the dark ends of the corner of the mansion was a feminine figure, who had been there for who knows when.
She walked towards Nikita's room, revealing her red robe underneath the short lived light of the lightning that crackled passed the mansion.
"Uncle... what are you doing here?", Nikita asked.
"You are talking like I can't come Into your room anymore, are you forgetting I still own the roof you are living In."
"... sorry, I know... am just curious because it so late and the rain is falling heavily and everywhere is really cold. You should be with aunt and not here with me."
"Is that so...", Jerald wore a bad grin and moved closer to Nikita who took steps backwards to her bed.
The lady at the door, turns out to be Selene. She was trying to see what was going on. She placed her ear against the door but she got nothing.
Selene pressed her ear against the door a little more, she shifted her ear upwards a little bit. There, she heard something. Her eyes widened when she heard what are ears had received.
"Uncle please stop...", Nikita forced out, Jerald had her pinned on the bed with her legs spread wide open, her legs hung on his shoulders. Smacking in his cock Into her ass,in and out without halt.
"Uncle please! you're hurting... ", Nikita cried out. It was the first time she had a rod pushing it way into her ass, and she never dreamed of it and she wasn't liking it.
"Stay mute, I will be done soon.", Jerald said, pressing her ɮʀɛast with no mercy, squeezing and pinching her stiffened nipples.
"Ahh... Uncle ...please. ", Nikita yelped but her uncle didn't deter, instead he kept pouring his meat in and out of her anus. "Uncleeee..."
"That ɮastaʀɖ... " , Selene cursed. "... how dare him do to this to me?", She lamented stepping away from the door.
Jerald brought his cock out as it oozed out a palpable amount of cum all over Nikita's face.
"Ugh! Uncle!" , She barked sitting up, trying to clean the cum of her face but Jerald stopped her halfway and and dominated her lips with his.
Stubbornly, Nikita refused. She wanted no man to touch her the way Jerald did. Jerald forced his way, striking his tongues with her. Tangling her's aggressively.
Humph! Nikita gathered all the strength she had and pushed him of her body. Cleaning her lips and got up from the bed as quick as she can.
"What the matter with you?", Nikita beamed at him. "Why would you force me into that?"
"Mind your tongue young lady, a nice tongue you got tho.", Jerald complemented getting up. He pulled his shorts back up, veiling his drooling cock before he walked up to Nikita who pointed a finger at him.
"Don't even dare... I am not going to tolerate this."
"... Are you really talking to me like that? after everything I did for you, I gave you shelter when your parent threw you out for your decision to become a sɦɛʍaʟɛ , the heck! now you refuse me."
Nikita remained mute but furious.
"Stop giving me that look."
Jerald glared at her. "Or what? "
"Just leave... ", Nikita finally spoke up. "You should be worried about Helene's whereabouts."
Jerald raised a brow before descending them and chuckled. "Don't try to change the topic. We both know she's fine and well were ever she is."
Nikita pulled the strands of her hair aside and fumed looking at Jerald. "... what kind of man are you?"
"The kind that gets whatever he wants. And I wanted to invite you to join the office on Monday... since Helene will be away for a while."
"Now you are offering me a job? and you think am just going to accept it?"
"You have no choice. If you don't , I will have something horribly done to you if you don't accept my offer. It a good one and trust me your salary will be way more higher than Helene's"
"To hell with your offer."
Jerald smirked and headed towards the door. He held the doorknob and looked back at her. "... Welcome to my dead pool list then."
He exited her room leaving her in shock.
What did he mean by ...
' Welcome To My Deadpool List? '
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Jerald's room.
Selene was already fast asleep, or she was faking it. Jerald was seated up on the bed with his laptop, chewing on the red apple he had snatched from the dinning
He was in the middle of a conversation with another man.
"What do you suggest I do then, killing her is the only option i have left.", Jerald uttered in a low voice.
"Sir... then why didn't your men kill her when they had the chance to?", the other man asked.
"I haven't even heard from those ɮastaʀɖs since she was found. I had ordered them to kill her but no, they let her go."
"Well it good she isn't dead sir. And still in the house"
"What do you mean Hailstone? she should be dead, I need the power of attorney over her fortune. "
The other man cleared his throat. "Sir... you do realize if Erica happens to die buy any chances at this rate, you won't be able to claim power unless she gives it to you... willingly. "
Jerald raised a brow. "Who will claim it if not me?"
"Her family... Dorothy was very smart about it. She made a clear statement that if anything happened to her daughter, all properties , shares should be transfered to her brother's account. "
Jerald growled. "...that excuse of a lawyer?! so what do we do now? "
"There are only two option sir. It either she gives you the power or you marry her of to someone that will have equal rights in her wealth. The person could help do what you can't. Since she won't just blindly believe anything you tell her... she might believe someone else."
Jerald hummed. "Like someone she trust more than anyone else. "
"Exactly sir."
"She hates men... so it might not profit it."
"Oh..."
"But I know someone she can trust without a doubt.", Jerald mischievously grinned , taking another bite of his apple.
"Oh... interesting. But who is the one if I may ask? "
"You can say it someone very close to her. Very ...very, close! to her. Sigh, I can see the power of attorney caressing my grip!.", Jerald grinned evilly. Making evil chuckles as he rubbed his palms together.
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