Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 51765 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 259(@200wpm)___ 207(@250wpm)___ 173(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51765 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 259(@200wpm)___ 207(@250wpm)___ 173(@300wpm)
I never counted my uncle’s money and wealth as my own. He’d done more than enough for me all those years ago when he’d taken me in, the poor relation, his younger brother’s son.
Sure my dad was a major fuck up. He’d squandered every opportunity ever given to him, and the people of this town never forgot that shit, even years after he’d left and settled somewhere else.
So when my uncle started bringing me out here in the summer when I was about twelve, everyone pretty much knew my life story.
At first I tried to resent Law and Kyle, and even their baby sister. They had it all after all.
Their father had inherited most of our late grandfather’s wealth, and he and his family were living high on the hog, while me and mine were barely putting food on the table.
But then after that first summer here I’d started seeing things different.
My uncle wasn’t the asshole I was led to believe by a disgruntled father, but a hard working family man who’d taken his part of the inheritance and made it into more.
It was true that he’d inherited the lion’s share as the eldest son, but the others had in no way been left out.
He just happened to be the only one who wanted to stay around these parts, so had no problem buying out his siblings when they wanted to sell. He wanted to keep the land in the family’s name as it had been for hundreds of years.
When things had started going way south at home, it was my uncle and cousins who had driven the hundreds of miles to move me out here.
They’d never once made me feel like anything less than they are and in fact had gone above and beyond to make me feel like one of them. Not a distant nephew, and cousin but a son and brother.
Then I’d met her and my life had changed for the better. Whatever it was that had been missing in my dad’s life, that I was always afraid would be missing in mine too when the time came, was no longer a lingering fear.
She made me want to do amazing things just for her. When I thought of my future now, all I saw was her smiling and happy. And so I’d set out to make that shit happen.
I’d applied myself at school and had a set goal in mind from then ‘til now.
Now I come home looking forward to burying myself inside her again after going without for a fucking year and find this shit.
My hand still stung from where I’d spanked her ass in my anger. Her reasoning that it was the pressure from her parents had fallen on deaf ears.
“And you know we believe that fucker’s father killed my aunt and uncle and my baby cousin. I ought to knock your fucking head off.”
I was hit by a sudden thought that made my visions hazy. Walking back over to the bed I stood over her looking down.
My hand flashed out and grabbed her hair pulling her head back. “If you tell me you let him touch you I swear to fuck you’re both dead.”
“I didn’t...”
“Why the fuck should I believe your ass?” I shook her head like a ragdoll, something I would never have done if I weren’t so fucking pissed.
There was a knock on the door so I dropped her head and gave her a stern look. “Travis, untie me.”
“Fuck no, you’re staying here until I figure out what the fuck to do about this mess you made.” I wanted to kiss those pouting lips more than I wanted my next breath, but I was too angry to give in.
I snatched the door open and was able to muster a smile for my cuz. We hugged and slapped each other on the back
“Hey bro what’s up?” It had been a year since I’d seen him; the fucker hadn’t changed a bit, still the same hard ass that he’d always been.
“Nothing much, I hear you have a situation.”
“You could say that.” I looked back over my shoulder towards the room where I’d left her tied to the bed.
“I hope you don’t mind me using the guesthouse, I didn’t think it was cool to bring this shit up to the house.”
In fact I was planning to stay here while I built my own place right here on the land.
It was something the three of us had decided, Law, Kyle and I, that we were all gonna live here and raise our families here together.
That was before everything had gone to shit though, but I didn’t see it changing. In fact I think we needed each other now more than ever.
Kyle had already built his place and Law of course had the main house, so now it was just me who had to build, and I knew just the spot.