Claimed by My Ex’s Uncle

Catching my fiancé in bed with my own stepsister on the night of our engagement party was supposed to break me. Instead, it woke me up. I didn't cry. I didn't scream. I walked out of that penthouse, walked straight into the VIP lounge down the street, and handed my innocence to a towering, drop-dead gorgeous stranger with silver-gray eyes and a dangerous dark aura. One wild, uninhibited night of absolute vengeance. No names. No strings. Or so I thought. Monday morning, I show up to sign the contract that will salvage my father’s dying company—only to face the new CEO sitting behind the mahogany desk. Julian Vance. Billionaire. Cold-hearted ruthless businessman. The man whose bed I stripped down in forty-eight hours ago. And the terrifying plot twist? He’s my cheating ex’s notorious, off-limits uncle. Julian leans across the desk, his eyes locked on mine with a dark, possessive hunger that makes my blood run hot. He doesn't just want to sign the business deal. He wants me. "You wanted revenge on my nephew, sweetheart?" he whispers, his thumb tracing my lower lip until I can barely breathe. "Marry me. Become his aunt. And let's show him what real regret feels like." It's a wicked game. A dangerous bargain. But as his cold hands burn through every defense I have, I realize the scariest part isn't getting caught... It's falling for the one man who can destroy me completely.