He's like a moon and I am a poor girl staring on it patiently. It was a beautiful sight and as far as I could see. I can’t touch him and reach out.
He's like a sinful tree and I am a sinful woman. I lured the sinful tree and bit its fruit even though I knew it was forbidden. Even though I know I can't.
Just like our situation. I am his fucking niece and he's my fucking uncle and we fucked!
How can we face the world with our sinful love ?

“Kiss arse! Your contract doesn’t say you can toss me around!” Her voice sounded deceivingly confident. She was trembling inside, every fibre of her wanting to shrink away from the man who towered over her, watching her with his disarming gaze. Marc Aryan had unnerved her the first time she’d met him and he still unnerved her now.
“Kiss arse? My contract says you should obey my every command within the terms of said contract.”
Amelia Parker thought she had it all figured out - a successful ca...