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KAYLA'S POV.

"Uncle Gabriel?" I called again, my heart about to give out on me.

All he did was release a low sigh, before stretching out his hand with a glass of water in it.

"You should take some aspirins." He said, stretching forth the other hand that had two pills in it. "You had so much to drink last night."

"Are you being for real?!" I yelled in disbelief. "What the hell am I doing here? In your bed? How the hell did I get here?!!" I asked, wanting to pull my hair from my scalp already.

"Take them." He insisted, acting like I didn't just have a literal meltdown.

"You slept with me!" I wasn't asking. I was smart enough to know what the stains on his bed meant.

"You asked for it!" He shot back. "BEGGED for it." He let out a humourless chuckle. "Asked me not to reject you. Asked me to MAKE LOVE TO YOU."

"And you listened to a drunk woman?! You're my husband's uncle!" I said, not able to believe him in that moment. What mess had I gotten myself into? This was a predicament!

I would have said he and Jeffery had planned this, but Jeffery hated the man to his bones.

I looked down in shame, praying for the strength to sort out this mess. Could it even be sorted?!

"Fine." I swallowed, thinking of a very reasonable way to reconcile this issue. "We both made a mistake, and we would both forget it ever happened." I nodded in agreement with my solution. Looking around the insanely large room, I found my dress neatly folded on a couch. Shamefully making my way there in my naked state, I quickly threw on my dress, and picked my phone from the night stand.

My heart dropped in guilt, when I saw that Jeffery had called me. I started making my way out, but Gabriel blocked my path.

"Where are you going?" He asked. Was he being serious? I was going home!

"I'm going home. We have sorted this out already." I said, an annoying tone of fear in my voice.

"Are you sure we have?" He smirked, holding my eyes with his. "If you think I would act like I wasn't your first, then you are a big joker."

Oh God.

"I don't know what you mean." I feigned ignorance, but he just laughed in amusement and walked to the bed. Lifting off the duvet, he displayed the red stains on the sheets.

"I know I'm big, sweetie..... but you were tight as hell last night." He whispered, making me swallow hard beneath his gaze.

"Being tight is not a...."

"You literally said, 'Easy. Never done this before', while I penetrated you yesterday." He said, shutting me up completely. I said that?! "You have been married to Jeffrey for two years now....." He trailed off, observing me closely.

I knew where he was headed, and I wasn't going to take this particular bait. Never. I wouldn't humiliate myself before him or anyone else.

"You took advantage of my drunken state. Shame on you." I whispered.

"Shame on you too, for being a drunk slut." He shot back, but I just stared at this man in shock. He was truly completely a different person now. Italy had done so much to him. "Take those pills, and I'll tell you how this thing between us would go from now on."

"There is no 'us'! And you can shove your cocaine-infested aspirins down your mafian throat!"

"Ohhh, there was an 'us' the moment I took you and realized you were still a virgin. A married virgin." He slowly said the last words, looking but intrigued and amused. "And this thing between us will continue. Whenever I want it, wherever I want it. Might I add, 'however'?"

"You really are sick!" I gritted out, walking out of his room angrily. At the living room, I found my bag lying on the couch, and I picked it.

I rushed out of his place, his housekeeper staring at me like I had something of her's!

I booked a ride back to the club, and took my car with me. All the way back home, I wondered how exactly Gabriel was in Newyork. I wondered how annoying fate could be, to have brought me to such a disgraceful point in my life. I slept with uncle Gabriel!

Just as I stepped out of shower, my phone rang and I checked to see it was Grandpa Zach.

"Hello."

"My darling. Why don't I see you around with the others?" He asked, making me confused.

"Around?"

"Of course. We all are making preparations and decorating the manor against Gabriel's welcome party tonight."

"Uncle Ga... Gabriel?" I stuttered.

"Clearly, your husband may have forgotten to mention." He sighed. "Your uncle in-law is to return to Newyork today, and we are hosting a welcome party in his honour, seeing as he is back to reside permanently."

"Oh...." My voice broke, unsure how to feel about this new information.

He was coming to..... stay? And here I was I would never see him again after this.

"I would be at the manor shortly, Grandpa." I said, before hanging up the call.

Grandpa Zach was Jeffrey's grandfather, and Gabriel's father. For unknown reasons, the relationship between Grandpa and Gabriel hadn't always been great, which had me wondering why the man was suddenly hosting a welcome party for him.

Clearly, no one had an idea Gabriel was already back in the country. They all thought he was arriving tonight, which is also what I would think from now on. I haven't seen or spoken, or done any other thing...... with him before tonight.

Dressing to leave the house for the manor, I made a mental note to stop by a pharmacy and get some after sex pills. I couldn't let myself be careless both ways now.

I seriously regretted my actions last night, and definitely wouldn't add more cause for regret.

Once I had sorted myself at the pharmacy, I headed for the manor. As soon as I got to the manor, a message popped up on my phone from an unsaved number. Frowning slightly, I tapped open the message, and my breath hitched the moment I read.

'This is my number, save it. Remember, whenever, wherever, and however I want it'.

Nahhhh.... this man had to be incredibly insane! Nuts!!

What the hell had I gotten myself into?