Wet Dreaming


    ENTRY 17.1


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    HAILEE


    “Oh… Ahh… Ahh… that’s it, Uncle—ugh… I’ming—what the hell!” I screamed when I fell on


    my bed.


    “Geez, Hay, you’re too loud,” Rona asserted. She’s my roommate in this small apartment.


    I red at her and got up. “What the fuck is your problem?” I asked as I got back on my bed. I knew


    she kicked me off my bed!


    Rona crossed her arms in front of her chest. “For your information, Miss Hailee Lindsay, you’re wet


    dreaming!” she uttered and rolled her eyes.


    Wet dreaming?


    “Am I?”


    “YES!” Rona eximed.


    I arched my brow. “Then why are you shouting?”


    Rona pinched the bridge of her nose and massaged her temple—it was a sign that she was trying


    to control her temper.


    “Fine, I’m sorry—”


    “Next time, go tell your uncle and invite him to fuck your itchy pussy…! So that it will fulfill your


    fantasy towards your uncle, who hated you because your mother chooses to marry just a cab driver


    —”


    “Don’t ever mention my parents—have some respect for the dead,” I cut off and gritted my teeth.


    I nced at the clock on the table that was ced between us. It’s already ten in the evening. I


    remember I take a nap at seven.


    “I know mom’s side doesn’t want me, but please… don’t ever mention them… it will just haunt me,


    and it’s been three years since they died,” I asserted and hugged the pillow as I leaned at the


    headboard.


    “That’s it. So, stop having a crush on your mom’s younger brother—cut your fantasies to that


    fucking snobbish billionaire,” Rona said. She pulled herforter up to her chest.


    “But I like her—and damn, look how yummy were those abs,” I said as I stared at the illustration of


    my uncle that was attached to the door.


    “Geez, if only you’re not my bestie, I’m gonna rip that poster,” Rona asserted as she moved on the


    side, making me face her back.


    I heaved a deep sigh. “I really want him—I wanted to taste hisrge cock—”


    “Hailee…!” Rona shouted and even screamed in frustration. She sat and red at me. “Will you


    stop talking about your uncle’s dick? You always talk about it. And it’s affecting my innocent mind!”


    she added, making meugh.


    “Come on… sucking my own uncle’s dick is forbidden—he’s mom’s brother—”


    “Everything is fine in this world—in this era. Even if you have sex with your own siblings. The world


    is slowly changing. People are out of control. That’s why if you want your uncle’s dick… then work


    for it. That’s it!” Rona blurted and got back in, lying on her bed.


    I heaved a deep sigh andy down on my bed as I stared at the ceiling. “He doesn’t even want to


    see me. You witnessed his hatred of me—as if I am the cause of my mother’s death. When in fact,


    he knew that it was just an ident,” I replied.


    “Past is past. Your parents are already happy in the afterlife. So, it’s time for you to be happy too.


    It’s forbidden that you have wild fantasies with your uncle, but who am I to stop you—and even I will


    stop you, would you let me?” Rona asked as she turned to my side.


    I smirked and shook my head.


    “See… that’s what I’m talking about.”


    I sighed. “I don’t know where to start—”


    “I told you, apply as his assistant. He’s in need, right? I read the newspaper this morning, and the


    famous model sh billionaire hunk, Scott Fitzgerald, is in need of a personal assistant. Why don’t


    you try? You’re even over qualify since you’re a licensed civil engineer,” Rona uttered.


    I took a deep breath and exhaled the negativity inside me. “Okay, I will try tomorrow—”


    “That’s it! Be brave. Oh, also, I have a job interview tomorrow too.”


    I smiled. “Congrats. Anyway, don’t you know why my uncle hates me so much?”


    Rona arched her brow. “Are we going back to that again? Your mom is rich, the only daughter of


    Fitzgerald, the only sibling of Scott. But she chooses to marry a cab driver—a lowly man in the eyes


    of the elite. Now, do you get the point?”


    I pouted my lips and nodded. “Yeah. I guess. But if he hates dad, is it appropriate that he will hate


    me too?”


    Rona pped her temple. “Geez… Hailee. You’re carrying a very serious problem. First, Scott


    doesn’t want you. Second, you want him to fuck you—your own Uncle. Third, repeat the first and


    second one, gosh!” she snorted.


    I grimaced. I don’t know where to start, but damn, Scott is my ultimate crush, even if he’s, my uncle.


    I nced at the side table and saw the picture frame of my parents. Even if dad is just a cab driver,


    he’s handsome and hardworking. He did the best for us. And mom… her looks puzzled me. Scott


    keeps on telling people that they’re siblings. However, I can’t see any resemnce.


    I sighed and shook my head. Rona is already snorting in just a short period of time.


    I turned off themp and tried to get asleep.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org.