Rebirth: Embracing My Obsessive Uncle

m hers, he left her lips bruised a

towering over her once more. "You belong to me, Aria," he murmured, his voice a lethal velvet. "Stop fighting me. Try to run aw

lding around her. Yet, unbidden, the terrifying image of his blood-soaked body crushed beneath a vehicle, dying to protect her in her

as she met Julian's watchful gaze. His gray eyes were cold, fi

al resistance now would only provoke his madness further. She had just been reborn; s

was her own, yet it sounded foreign, unn

e. He narrowed his eyes, studying her, cle

he inferno of conflicting emotions in her eyes. She m

for a few long,

r choice, Ari

it, he swayed slightly, his hand bracing against the

ret stabbing him in her blind panic, but the wound was a stark reminder of how dangerous

door clicking shut behind him, plu

lapsed back against the plush pillows, gaspi

nd she was five

finally settled,

breath into her lungs, and began to sif

obsessive, and taboo. The mere fact that he was her uncle erected an insurmountable barrier betwe

resistance provoked an even more aggressive a

ating for only three months-into a hotel room, where, t

er back to his villa, where he impr

darkest nightm

as the blinding crash, the screech of metal, and Julian throwing himself

d trusted, and Katelynn, the friend she'd called a sister, had been plotting against her all along. They had her committed, locked away in a psychiatric ward wh

Ethan and Katelynn had been in league all along, t

t dregs of reason. This time, she would not res

e, yet he was also the man who had bled out on the asphalt for her. She couldn't forgive him for locking her away, but she couldn't ignore

uld find a way to untangle his toxic obsession and break fr

out at the manicured lawns enclosed by high walls and an electric fence.

silence. A maid's voice, quiet and

Miss Sanchez is