Caged By My Devil Uncle

Chris’ Pov

I wear the clothes of a big man at home, my body was even very big with the girls. Wearing Kenneth’s clothes right now is like a kid stealing an adult’s clothes. Even if the clothes are baggy, after all, bf style is popular now.

But this pant leg is so long!

I had to squat on the floor and pull up my pant legs. I always have the illusion that I am a farmer going out into the fields to “plant” seedlings.

As I slowly held onto the stair railing, the living room was quiet, and I saw Kenneth reading a magazine.

He has changed into a house suit, which is less cold and more warm than the suits and costumes he usually sees outside.

Somehow this Kenneth makes me feel a little soft, and I am not as scared as I used to be.

It’s already dark outside and raining hard. I guess it will be the next night.

I wanted to go back when my clothes were dry, but the heavy rain did not seem to make me want to go.

The table was set with exquisite dishes. Hearing footsteps, Kenneth turned to look at me.

Kenneth’s pov

Chris in his pyjamas was inexplicably cute. “Does your stomach still hurt?” I asked.

“It’s better than before.”

“Then come and eat.” I put the magazine down and walk over to the table.

Right now it’s just her and me at the big dining table, and she looks very unused to it.

“Do not be so stiff, no one here will know about our relationship.” Seeing that she is always cautious, I warn her.

“Uncle, I have something to tell you.” She looked at me and said timidly.

“Needless to say, if it affects your appetite.” I gave her a look and said.

Chris’s Pov

After dinner, I stood outside the balcony door, watching the rain outside.

“Do not look, you are going to stay here tonight.” Kenneth walked up to me and said.

“Then…. I’ll sleep in the guest room.” I said and walked up the stairs, “The house is so big, should there be many guest rooms?”

Kenneth took me in a princess hug.

“Uncle….” My mouth fell flat. Sometimes I think he’s being gentle for a moment, but much more often I think he’s being overbearing.

I was laid down on the bed in the master bedroom. “Sleep here tonight.” He said directly, without a tone of negotiation.

“Uncle, you know my period is coming.” Thinking about the insanity of that night, I am afraid he’s going to fuck me again.

“So you are reminding me to fuck in blood?” He stood by the bed looking down at me condescendingly, mischievousness in his eyebrows.

I shook my head like a rattle. “No, no, no, I, I am just, just scared of you….”

He leaned down, his hands at my sides, and his fingers gently supported my chin. It was not until I looked at him with my eyes that my heart beat very fast, afraid that he was going to fuck me again.

When he did not say a word, I got even more scared and nervously swallowed my spit.

Suddenly, his eyes softened. “Are you still afraid of me?” There was a certain helplessness in his tone.

I bit my lip, nodded, and shook my head. “Sometimes I am scared, sometimes I am not, and I am most scared when I have been around the Wilson family.”

“You are honest, do not worry, I am not that animalistic, sweetheart, go to sleep, I will not touch you.”This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Then he just stood up and walked off. He seemed to be breathing a lot, and I was breathing with a big mouth.

Was he letting me go?

As I thought about it, I saw him start to undress. I was afraid to change my face. “You, what are you doing?”

“I am taking offmy clothes.”

“Why are you undressing?” I asked in a shaky voice.

“I am taking a bath and sleeping.”

“Oh.” I feel like I am turning into a psychopath.

Kenneth moved closer again, very close to my face. “Other than that…. what do you think it is?”

“When I took a bath, of course. Ha, ha, ha, you should wash it quickly. I am so tired and sleep first.” I was so startled that I quickly dug into the covers.

Damn, what am I thinking about? Obviously he had said he was not moving.

When I heard the bathroom door close, I was relieved. I touched my red face. Am I going to sleep with him again tonight?

This kind of relationship is really weird. We are like a mass of “chaos” hemp that slowly gets entangled with each other and becomes more and more “chaos”.

“What do you think, are you so focused?”

“Ah, no, nothing!” I quickly came to my senses from my own thoughts.

He “reveals” his lean torso and his muscle lines are perfect, comparable to those of the male models in the fashion magazines. There is a bath towel around his waist, and the mermaid line with a hint of “sex” extends downward all the while. The man’s figure makes me swallow my saliva.

The half-breed’s features are much more delicate and deep than the Asians’, and there’s a slight mist in his eyes shortly after bathing. The sapphire-like pupil seems to be covered with a layer of fine gauze, which is deadly attractive.

“Do not look at me like that, or else…. I can not guarantee what I’ll do.” Kenneth gently touched my chin.

In such an ambiguous atmosphere, I said carefully, “Uncle, can you please let go of me? I am not looking at you.”

“Do not call me uncle.”

“So…. what should I call you?”

“Whatever you want.”

“Can Kenneth?” I muttered something.

“Just call me that in the future. And another thing, I said that night that I would be responsible for you and marry me.” Kenneth’s voice is like a magical sound.

Am I dreaming?

“Uncle, I am your niece-in-law.” My voice almost cracks.

“No wedding, no marriage certificate, what kind of niece-in-law? I’ll give you three days to consider whether you want to marry me or not.”

“And if I do not marry you?” I asked weakly.

“Very simply, I will tell the Wilson family about this night.”

“You threaten me!”

“Consider it a proposal.”