Chapter 3 Intention

• Anne wrapped her arms around Zeke's waist and got closer.
• "Shayne," she said.
• Zeke stopped immediately.
• All his passion and desire disappeared in a snap.
• Zeke's expression hardened. He almost wanted to choke this seducing temptress to death.
• Shayne Perkins, Anne's boyfriend whom she had been dating for a year.
• How could Zeke forget about this?
• Anne had someone else.
• If Zeke took Anne today, regardless of any reason, any connection between them would be gone, including their uncle-niece relationship.
• Zeke closed his eyes and held his hands together tightly even when Anne eagerly pulled his shirt and tugged his belt.
• He could not do that to Anne.
• Zeke took a deep breath. His body was aching with passion, but he could not react to it, even when the woman he had longed for so long was in front of him.
• It was suffocating.
• Meanwhile, Anne pulled apart Zeke's shirt, revealing his body.
• Zeke suddenly let go of Anne and stood up. Then, he scooped Anne up and brought her to the bathroom.
• He poured cold water onto Anne's head.
• "Ah!"
• Anne shivered from the coldness. She immediately became more awake.
• She wiped her face and looked around in confusion. Then, her eyes met with Zeke's bloodshot, angry eyes.
• "Huh? Uncle Zeke?"
• "Keep yourself in the bathtub and stay still. I'll get you a doctor. Remember, use cold water!"
• Zeke threw the shower head to Anne and left.
• Anne could tell Zeke was furious. She could also see the scratch marks across his bare chest.
• Anne finally remembered what she had done.
• Her face turned scarlet.
• Oh gosh!
• I did that to Uncle Zeke?
• What would I have done if Uncle Zeke did not throw cold water onto me?
• Would I have…
• Anne covered her face with her hands.
• Kill me!
• Someone kill me, please!
• How could I do this to my beloved Uncle Zeke?
• No wonder Uncle Zeke looked like he could kill me!
• Anne could tell how violently eager she was from the bite marks on Zeke's neck, the scratch marks on his chest, and the unbuckled belt on his waist.
• He was her Uncle Zeke, even though they were only five years apart in age and practically grew up together.
• Anne felt like she wanted to drown herself in the cold bath water.
• Arghh! This is so embarrassing!
• Uncle Zeke must think I'm a shameless woman! He must hate me now!
• Would he avoid me in the future like I'm a slut?
• Anne's confused mind was starting to run wild.
• Meanwhile, Zeke picked up a phone and called a doctor before he returned to the bathroom.
• Anne quickly shut her eyes and pretended to sleep when she heard footsteps.
• Unfortunately, her senses heightened when she was under the cold water.
• Zeke was relieved to see Anne's breathings were calmer even though her face was still flushed.
• He could also see her eyes moving under her closed lids like a child pretending to sleep.
• Zeke could not hold a grudge against Anne for something she did not know.
• Zeke finally calmed down. Then, he took off his shirt and threw it on Anne's head.
• "Ah!"
• "Do not take it down!" said Zeke in an angry cold voice.
• Anne's hand stopped pulling the shirt and hung embarrassingly in the middle of the air.
• "Alright," mumbled Anne, and she lied down in the bathtub.
• The shirt smelled like Zeke. Anne did not like her eyes covered up.
• Then, she heard some swishing sound, followed by water gushing.
• Anne suddenly realized something, and her heart started to race.
• Is Uncle Zeke taking a shower?
• Anne could feel her heart thumping.
• She raised her hand, wanting to lift the shirt and have a peek.
• After all, Zeke was a military captain. So his body must be in great shape.
• Suddenly, a hard slippery item hit her hand.
• "Ouch!"
• Anne pouted when she covered the back of her hand.
• "That's painful!"
• "I told you to stay still. So you want to see me showering after almost devouring me just now?"
• Zeke's cold voice dampened Anne's curiosity and made her feel ashamed.
• Why can't he forget what happened?