Chapter 31

• “Uncle?” Alpha Maleek laughed hysterically, gripping his whip even tighter. “When did I ever become your uncle, Miss Weston? You are not just hot and sexy, but you seem to be an excellent comedian, aren’t you?”
• I stared at him in astonishment. When I say Alpha Maleek used to be my father’s friend, I mean his close friend. They literally wined and dined together. He watched me grow into womanhood.
• “Uncle Maleek, How could you bear to do this to me? You watched me grow, uncle.” I didn’t even know when I burst into tears.