His Woman (18+)

Chapter XLI

THE UNCLE

If you are your biggest enemy, you'll never find a friend in anyone, love.

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CHAPTER XLI

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“UNCLE ISAAC!” I declared, faking all the enthusiasm I could in my words.

For the past four years, this has been my worst nightmare. That I would go out one day and run into somebody from my past.

I couldn't help but feel relieved that it wasn't my mother. I knew her and Isaac went everywhere together.

His eyes ran up my figure, really drinking me in as Daniel looked to me with an eyebrow raised in surprise.

“You've grown so much since I last seen you,” he said, stepping closer to me as my smile wobbled. “How old are you now?”

“I'll be twenty in a couple days.”

“It's been so long.” He wrapped his arms around my torso, squeezing me into his chest tightly and for a second, a wave of nostalgia washed over me. I remembered how he'd visit us every Saturday and hug me the same way every time - very tightly with no space to breathe.

After years of loathing it, I couldn't help but miss it now.

He pulled away and stared at me with a wide smile on his face. “You look absolutely stunning.”

I looked over his shoulder, meeting Daniel's eyes as he stared at us with a bored look on his face. Isaac whipped around too to know what I was looking at and let out a small chuckle once he saw Daniel.

“Sorry, man, am I holding you up? I'll finish up with you and then I'll have more time with my niece here.” Daniel's eyes widened in surprise, but he shook his head and smirked instead.

“I came here with him,” I piped in from behind him, making him turn around to look at me in confusion.

“What do you mean?” Then his eyes zeroed in on the necklace resting on my chest and his jaw dropped with realisation. “You're with him.” He looked confused, then surprised, then perplexed and then the most perplexing emotion yet was humoured. “And there goes all of your mother's hard work.”

“What does my mother have to do with this?” I said, squinting my eyes at him. Daniel walked around him as he thought deeply about his next words, coming up behind me and placing his hand on my hips.

“You don't remember, do you?” He sighed and shook his head. “Of course you don't, you were very young when it happened.”

“When what happened? What are we talking about?”

He said nothing and instead stared deeply at me before looking at Daniel behind me he was on his phone, typing rapidly. “I may as well tell you, since you're so much older now.” He took a deep breath and closed eyes before releasing it the same time he opened them again. “Your father was involved with an American mafia. It was fine at first, but then things got dangerous and she overheard plans one night of where they were planning to arrange a marriage for you with the cappo's son. She didn't want you involved in that kind of life, so she fled to California and changed her name and then proceeded to raise you by herself.” He chuckled sadly and shook his head from side to side. “I just think all her efforts were wasted since in the middle of a criminal organisation is exactly where you are now. They really loved each other, you know? And she sacrificed that for nothing.”