Seven Minutes with my Ex's Uncle
It was meant to be the happiest night of Layla’s life—her birthday, the moment she officially stepped into adulthood.
Instead, she walked into a crowded nightclub and watched her boyfriend laugh, drink, and kiss another girl while the world looked on.
Humiliation followed swiftly. Dragged into a cruel game of Truth or Dare, Layla became the night’s entertainment. When the bottle landed on her, the challenge sounded harmless enough: seven minutes in heaven with a man of her choice.
Everyone expected her to choose him.
She didn’t.
Her gaze went to the man watching silently from the shadows—his uncle. The one man she was never supposed to want, yet couldn’t look away from.
Seven minutes was all it took to spark something forbidden. Something dark. Something that refused to stay contained.
When the night ended, nothing returned to normal. He became her obsession and most dangerous temptation. And Layla found herself willing to risk everything—family, reputation, even her own heart—for a man she was never meant to desire.
This is a story of betrayal, passion, and the pull of a love that should never exist.
Once caught in it, there is no turning back.
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Chapter: Three months laterThree months later...Spring had quietly given way to early summer and life, somehow, had continued.Not perfectly or without scars but it had continued. Layla still missed her parents every single day. There were mornings she instinctively reached for her phone to call her mother before remembering there was no one to answer anymore. There were nights she still dreamed about that terrible evening.The pain hadn't disappeared but had simply become something she learned to carry. Nadia had recovered far better than anyone expected.The gunshot wound had healed, leaving behind only a thin scar and a reminder that she had survived.Three weeks ago, she had accepted an architectural position at one of the city's leading design firms and Elias congratulated her in his usual quiet way.The following morning, he handed her a set of keys."I can't accept this," Nadia protested immediately."You already have.""Mr. Thorne…""It isn't a gift. It's security." Elias said.That had been the end o
Last Updated: 2026-07-24
Chapter: HarderLayla couldn’t help it—she burst out laughing, closing the book and setting it aside. “You’re impossible. Come here.”She turned toward him fully, and he didn’t waste a second. He pulled her into his lap, his hands settling on her hips beneath the oversized hoodie. Their conversation faded into softer words as he kissed her properly this time—slow, deep, and full of pent-up longing. Layla melted against him, her fingers threading through his damp hair as she kissed him back with equal passion.“You’ve been working too hard,” she whispered against his lips between kisses. “I worry about you too, you know.”“I’m fine as long as you’re here when I come home.” His hands slipped under the hoodie, tracing the smooth skin of her back. “This—coming back to you—is what keeps me going.”Their kisses grew heated, tongues tangling as desire built. Layla tugged at his shirt, and he helped her pull it off, revealing the sculpted planes of his chest. She ran her hands over his skin, feeling the warm
Last Updated: 2026-06-14
Chapter: FinalsLayla covered her face immediately. She couldn't just imagine Chloe being like that."No."Marcus answered,looking completely unfazed.Chloe brightened instantly."Oh.""Do you want one?"Layla groaned."Chloe.""What?"Marcus answered before Layla could apologize."I don't have time.""Oh."“But what if the right person showed up?"Marcus looked genuinely thoughtful.Then—"I'd still be busy."Layla burst out laughing. She couldn't help it. Marcus remained completely serious which somehow made it funnier.Chloe looked offended."You reject people professionally, don't you?""I've been told that before.""Wow."Marcus nodded."Thank you.""That wasn't a compliment.""I know."Layla laughed harder. She laughed so much that tears gathered in the corners of her eyes.Chloe pointed dramatically at Marcus."See? Even Layla agrees you're impossible."Marcus kept his eyes on the road."I wasn't trying to be possible.""Oh my God," Chloe groaned. "You really talk like that."Marcus didn't answ
Last Updated: 2026-06-14
Chapter: Different viewTwenty minutes later, Layla and Chloe were heading toward the elevator, the warmth of that upstairs moment still lingering on Layla’s skin like a secret. Nadia remained at the penthouse to continue her recovery, with Maria practically forbidding her from leaving. Marcus waited downstairs beside one of the sleek black luxury SUVs, his posture calm and intimidating as always.Chloe immediately straightened her posture, flashing a bright smile. “Good morning, Marcus.”“Good morning,Miss Chloe,” he replied politely, opening the rear door with professional efficiency. Chloe looked personally offended by his restraint. “One of these days I’ll crack that professional shell,” she muttered to Layla as they climbed in.Layla nearly laughed. “Good luck with that.”The SUV pulled smoothly away from the penthouse. For the first time in weeks, they were truly going back to college. The campus looked exactly the same—sun-dappled paths, students hurrying between buildings, groups gathered beneath
Last Updated: 2026-06-10
Chapter: I love youLayla sighed but stood up with a small smile playing on her lips as she followed him upstairs. The master suite was a sanctuary of quiet luxury. Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long, elegant shadows across the king-sized bed and plush rugs. The city sprawled below like a glittering promise. Layla closed the bedroom door behind her with a soft click.“What is it?” she asked, though she already suspected.Elias was standing near the bathroom doorway, his tall frame silhouetted by the light. He turned toward her slowly. For a long moment, he simply studied her face—the faint shadows beneath her eyes that had begun to fade, the way her smile came a little easier now, the subtle strength returning to her posture but he was still worried. “Are you sure you’re ready to go back today?” His voice was calm, low, and laced with genuine concern.Layla blinked, stepping closer. “What? School?”“Yes. School.” He closed the distance between them with measured steps.
Last Updated: 2026-06-10
Chapter: Back to NormalThe penthouse basked in a rare, fragile peace that Monday morning. Sunlight streamed through the towering floor-to-ceiling windows, painting the marble floors and sleek modern furniture in warm golden hues. After weeks of unrelenting chaos—hospital vigils, funerals, media storms, and the shadow of murder accusations—it felt almost surreal to wake up to ordinary silence. No frantic calls in the middle of the night,no urgent knocks at the door,no headlines screaming Elias Thorne’s name in connection with death and scandal. Just the soft hum of the city far below and the distant clink of dishes from the kitchen. Layla stood in front of the full-length mirror in her bedroom, carefully adjusting the collar of her crisp white blouse. She smoothed down the fabric of her navy skirt and stared at her reflection. Physically, she looked the same—same long hair falling in soft waves, same determined eyes but something had shifted behind them. Grief had carved permanent lines into her spirit.
Last Updated: 2026-06-10
Saved a Stranger, Now The Bride of the Mafia Devil
Tears blurred my vision as I cradled his face between my trembling hands.
"My Dan..." I whispered as my voice cracked under the weight of a thousand unshed tears. "Let's go back to Willow Creek.”
The steady beep of the heart monitor was the only sound filling the sterile hospital room. It was cruelly rhythmic, reminding me that he was still alive... yet so impossibly far away. I forced a smile through my tears, gently brushing a strand of dark hair away from his forehead.
"You promised we'd go home someday," I whispered as I leaned my forehead gently against his. "So please…don't leave me here alone."
Ava had always thought that the biggest problem in her life was being trapped in a tiny countryside town. Until she found a wounded stranger bleeding inside her father's barn. She should have called the police but instead, she saved him.
She had no idea the man she hid was the ruthless mafia leader whose name made powerful men tremble and enemies disappear without a trace.
When Dante wakes up, he plans to leave as soon as his wounds heal. But then,falling in love was never part of the plan but the moment his eyes meet Ava's, something inside the cold-hearted mafia king shifts. For the first time in his life, the man who fears nothing finds himself unable to go.
But when his violent world collides with her peaceful one and as rival mafia families close in and deadly secrets surface, Ava is dragged into a world of violence, betrayal, and dangerous desire. The deeper she falls into Dante's world, the more she realizes terrifying truths.
Now,can a gentle country girl survive the obsession of the most dangerous man in Italy... or will loving Dante Russo cost her everything?
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Chapter: I chose youThe city lights blurred past the window, tall buildings stretching higher than anything I'd ever seen in Willow Creek. I pressed closer to the glass, watching the streets fill with people who moved like they had somewhere urgent to be, even this late at night."You've never been to a city before," Dante said. It wasn't quite a question."Not one like this." I turned to look at him. "The biggest town I've been to had one traffic light."Something flickered across his face —amusement, maybe, softened by the exhaustion still etched around his eyes. "It'll take some time getting used to."The car slowed and turned into a private drive, and I sat up straighter as a hotel came into view, the kind with a doorman in white gloves and a lobby that looked like it belonged in a magazine, all marble floors and gold light fixtures."Dan, this is…" I didn't even know the word for what this was."It's secure," he said simply, like that explained the chandeliers. "Marco arranged it."The car stopped
Last Updated: 2026-09-15
Chapter: The cityAva POVThe man standing in front of us raised his rifle, and every part of my body went cold. Rain streamed down my face, mixing with the tears I could no longer hold back. My injured ankle throbbed painfully beneath me, but the pain suddenly felt insignificant compared to the weapon pointed directly at us.Dante stood in front of me and even surrounded by armed men, he looked frighteningly calm.I clutched the back of his shirt with both hands, pressing myself as close to him as I could.“Drop the gun,” the man ordered but Dante didn't move.My heart slammed against my ribs. I wanted to scream at him to give them whatever they wanted and that his life was worth more to me than anything else. I didn't care about the farmhouse, the money, the animals, or even what happened to me. I just didn't want to lose him. Not after finally finding someone I loved and not after finally allowing myself to believe that I wouldn't have to face the rest of my life alone.“Dan…” I whispered.He didn't
Last Updated: 2026-09-15
Chapter: End of lineDante POV BANG!The kitchen window exploded inward as a bullet tore through the room, showering them with shattered glass. I dropped my voice into a tone I hadn’t used in months.“Stay down.”Ava stared at me, heart pounding so hard I could almost hear it. She stammered a question—what was happening—but I didn’t answer because there was no time. I crouched low and moved toward the old wooden drawer beneath the kitchen counter where I had hidden the pistol weeks ago.Then, another shot exploded and wood splintered from the wall above the sink, sharp fragments flying. Ava gasped and curled into a tight ball on the floor, arms over her head, whispering my name. I reached the drawer, pulled it open, and grabbed the pistol. The motions came back smooth and practiced as the calm of the battlefield settled over me like an old coat. I racked the slide, then crawled back to her.She looked up at me and I immediately knew what she saw—the warm husband who had teased her in the clothing store,
Last Updated: 2026-09-11
Chapter: Show offThe little clothing store was one of the oldest in Willow Creek. The brass bell above the door jingled cheerfully as I pushed it open, the sound bright against the quiet afternoon. Rows of neatly folded shirts, jackets, trousers, and boots lined the wooden shelves, carrying the comforting scent of fresh fabric, cedar wood, and a hint of lavender from the sachets Mrs. Maggie tucked between the stacks.The elderly shopkeeper looked up from behind the counter and smiled warmly. “Ava.”I returned the smile. “Mrs. Maggie.”She walked around the counter and gently squeezed my hands. “I’m so sorry about your father, dear. Thomas was a good man.”My smile softened with gratitude. “Thank you. He really was.”Only then did Mrs. Maggie notice the tall man standing quietly behind me, carrying every basket I had handed him without complaint. Her curious eyes traveled over Dante, taking in his broad shoulders and calm presence. “Oh? And who is this handsome young man?”My cheeks turned a soft pin
Last Updated: 2026-09-11
Chapter: Stay-at-home husbandGolden light slipped through the thin curtains, spreading soft patterns across the bedroom floor as morning slowly settled over the farmhouse. I stirred beneath the blanket and remained still for a few moments, reluctant to leave the warmth of the bed. Then I turned my head toward the man sleeping beside me.I couldn't remember ever seeing him look this peaceful.During the day, there was always something guarded about him. Even when he was relaxed, some part of him seemed to remain alert, as though he was constantly listening for danger but sleep had taken all of that away. His features were softer, his breathing slow and even, and a few strands of dark hair had fallen across his forehead.I smiled without realizing it and it still felt strange to look at him and think of him as my husband.Months ago, he had been nothing more than an injured stranger who had somehow found his way into our barn. I had never imagined that the man I had found bleeding and barely conscious would eventua
Last Updated: 2026-08-18
Chapter: My DanI’m sure. I want this. I want you.”Those were the words that left my mouth.I felt the weight of his gaze on my face as he pulled back just far enough to search my eyes, needing to see the truth there before he let himself believe it. Whatever he found settled something deep in him, and the tension in his shoulders eased. I inhaled softly, my hands resting instinctively against the solid warmth of his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath my palms.For a long moment we stayed like that, looking at each other, breathing the same air, feeling everything we still weren’t saying. The silence was thicker, more intimate than any touch had been so far. His hand tightened at my waist while his thumb brushed lightly over the fabric of my sweater, then both hands settled on my hips, grounding me.“Ava… are you absolutely sure?” His voice was low and serious. “We don’t have to rush. I don’t want you to feel like this is something you have to do. This is a big step. I need to hear
Last Updated: 2026-08-18
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