I walked towards the entrance, slowly swung the door open, and found her standing there.N?v(el)B\\jnn


    "What are you doing here? Yen" I asked, taking note of her change of clothing from the usual ck formal attire to her daily ones.


    It was not a surprise that she wore something like this because in the residential area, any type of clothing was allowed, as long as it was not revealing enough to cause misunderstandings.


    Regardless, she still looked really attractive despite wearing something so simple.


    This time, she sported a casual look – a crisp white blouse paired with blue pants. The change in attire brought a refreshing and unexpected vibe on her.


    "Uncle, I just want to talk to you about something," she spoke up. We were no longer in the office, so her tone became more natural.


    I could tell she had something heavy on her mind.


    Like a caring uncle, I felt the responsibility to assist my niece with whatever problem she was facing. And when I said whatever, I mean it in all possible ways: social, financial, emotional, and more.


    "Come inside," I gestured, inviting her into the room.


    She followed me without a second thought and sat immediately on the sofa.


    It was tantly obvious that this wasn''t her first visit. It''s a real testament to Joon''s unwavering principles that his niece has such blind trust in him. I''m sure his nephew sleeps soundly, knowing Joon was taking such great care of his wife.


    Unfortunately, that Joon guy was currently in Seoul.


    As his recement, I had a slightly twisted set of principles. I managed to maintain my poker face, but beneath the surface, I had to use my shapeshifting ability to keep my emotions in check, preventing my cock from expanding.


    "I''ll go change," I told her, feeling the itched from the ck suit. It was ufortable, and in my own ce, it seemed like an unnecessary burden.


    She nodded, and I headed to my room to grab some clothing.


    I swapped the confining ck suit for afortable pair of flexible brown pants and a soft white T-shirt, embracing the freedom of a more rxed attire.


    ''Interesting, why did shee here?'' I wondered.


    While I might be her uncle-inw for now, having her visit my room like this could lead to some unexpected moments. It''s not like I disliked the idea; in fact, it was quite enticing.


    After exiting my bedroom , I saw her sitting, and on the table there was already a can of beer in her hands.


    "I took some beer from your refrigerator, Uncle Joon," she said with a sweet smile after seeing me, then she handed me a can.


    I opened it and took a sip.


    ''This thing is delicious,'' I thought to myself, and ended up gulping the whole thing.


    "Uncle Joon, I didn''t know that you liked this brand of beer," she giggled after seeing me finish the whole can. Then, she ran to the kitchen to get another one.


    ''What a thoughtful girl. I''m sure her husband is satisfied with her,'' I nodded my head in approval.


    "Here, Uncle Joon," she handed me another cold beer. This time I only took a sip.


    She settled onto the other sofa, beer in hand, and took a sip too. The room was filled with a brief silence, and I decided to break the ice.


    "What''s on your mind, Yen?" I asked, noticing the subtle tension in the air. No special ability was needed to sense that she had something important to share.


    She didn''t reply immediately; instead, she began absentmindedly tracing patterns on her beer can with her fingers. Enjoy more content from empire


    There was no need to force her; the atmosphere allowed for the silence to linger, encouraging her to open up at her own pace.


    "Uncle Joon," she opened her mouth, then closed it again, as if having doubts about whether it was okay to share her troubles.


    I was tempted to use my suggestion, but I was interested in role-ying as her good uncle.


    "You can tell me anything, Yen. Don''t worry, I''m here to listen," I reassured her.


    In moments like these, it was important to convey my full support, making her feelfortable enough to share her story.


    "It''s about Gu Ji. He and I..." she started speaking but paused again.


    ''Damn, this girl is too indecisive,'' I sighed inwardly. As I contemted, it crossed my mind that this Gu Ji guy was probably her husband, Joon''s nephew.


    "What about him? What''s the issue?" I asked, trying to encourage her to continue.


    She looked at me and sighed before starting to speak again. "I don''t know. Lately, whenever I''m home, he always seems not interested in me," she added.


    "Can you borate?" I raised my eyebrows, aware of the underlying meaning but maintaining a mature demeanor.


    She hesitated for a few moments, her eyes showing a mix of frustration and disappointment. "We don''t do it as much, and whenever we do, he ends up finishing right away," she sighed.


    "No second round?" I eximed, genuinely surprised. She looked really pretty, so it was shocking to know that her husband was that weak.


    "No," she shook her head in embarrassment, a blush creeping up on her cheeks as she took a sip of her beer.


    The sensitivity of the topic was evident. It turned out to be fortunate that she chose to confide in me, her kind and respectable uncle, rather than seeking advice from another male colleague. Such situations seemed straight out of a an NTR manga.


    If I click the filter and put Cheating, MILF, and NTR, this type of trope would show up right away.


    "Uncle Joon… Do you think I''m not attractive anymore?" she asked, looking at me in the eyes with her beautiful brown eyes.


    ''Shit, I know it. It''s this type of genre.'' I was shocked to experience something like this without even doing anything.


    Like hell, I promised I never did anything or controlled her, but she was acting like this already?


    ''What should I do? Should I act oblivious? Or just get it over with?'' I mused to myself. This was an important event for me.