Dear Ex, Your Uncle Claimed Me

Elena's POV.My eyes opened slowly to the bright light streaming through the curtains in the room, accompanied by a cinnamon scent wafting into my nostrils. Not to mention the intense throbbing ache that clung to me like I owned it, as if it was specially made for me. Wincing in pain, I sat up, my hand clutching my head as I tried to stop the pang, but it was almost impossible. I had to stay still for a few seconds before the pain subsided a bit. “What in the world happened to me?” I mumbled to myself as I tried opening my eyes wide. Looking around, I realised that something wasn’t right. Something felt odd at this moment. Why were my clothes scattered on the floor? Even more confusing, I felt a faint painful sensation between my thighs. “Am I imagining things or what?” I rubbed my eyes twice to ensure this was real. My clothes were still on the floor. Looking around the room, I realized it wasn’t the one I woke up in every morning. I was in a different room—and I was naked.

Elena's POVMy heart raced as such thoughts slammed into my mind. It couldn’t be right, could it? There was definitely no way he was Caspian Nightingale—the Caspian known by everyone in Maxnight City.“No…” I shook my head in refusal, trying my very best to dispel the thoughts and assumptions that the man I had a one-night stand with after my divorce, the man who had brought me back home, was actually related to my ex-husband and, even worse, his uncle.I laughed like a maniac, my fingers running through each strand of my hair as I kept my gaze locked on the plaque.I was now married to my own ex-husband's uncle? No… that didn't make any sense. It was just all in my head, right?I tried my best to keep my head intact, to keep my thoughts straight, but I just couldn't convince myself that this was all my imagination. It was real. I had signed a marriage contract with my ex-husband's uncle, and even worse, he had me locked up in his home.“No… no, this can't be.” My heart raced as I turn

Elena’s POVI stood before the mirror placed in his room, my fingers shaking slightly as I tried to zip up the elegant black dress he had given me.My mind was racing. Caspian Nightingale was dangerous. I had seen it. That much was clear. Yet here I was, in his room, getting ready to leave for a dinner party with him. With someone I should dread.I should have left as planned. I should have run away the moment I got the chance to do so. But for some reason, I didn’t.Instead, I stood here, my reflection staring back at me, reminding me that my freedom was slipping through my fingers like grains of sand.I was divorced. I was supposed to be free. Yet, somehow, I had walked straight into another trap.I exhaled shakily, my bare back exposed as I struggled with the zipper. My hands were clammy, my stomach twisting with unease.Why couldn’t I just ignore the fact that he had saved me earlier? Why couldn’t I turn around and leave? A heavy sigh escaped my lips at that moment.Just as I was

Elena's POVWith every step Caspian took into the grand hall, my chest tightened. My breathing grew shallow. Each breath I took only made the anxiety worse. I felt like the walls were closing in.Yes, I knew I had made a huge mistake—I’d signed that marriage contract with Mr. Caspian without fully understanding what it meant. But what I didn’t expect, what I never planned… was for him to claim me as his wife. Out loud. In front of everyone.In front of Caleb.In front of Isabella.My fingers curled tightly into the fabric of my dress, my eyes widening in pure shock as Caspian walked straight toward us, his face unreadable but his steps full of purpose.“Uncle Caspian—” Caleb began, but Caspian’s sharp voice cut through the air like a knife.“How dare you try to harass my wife in public?” he snapped, his voice thunderous. “Do you have no respect for me as your uncle? No respect for the family name?”The room fell deathly silent.“What?” Caleb laughed bitterly, clearly in disbelief. He

Caspian's POV"I'm waiting… where is it?" I asked with a stern look focused on him. I refused to act all soft and pity him.If he wanted pity from me, he should have thought twice before he killed my mother."Why are you making this so difficult for both of us? I… I know you might not want to believe me, but I didn't kill your mother either," Mr. Night explained in a hoarse tone, making me scoff in disbelief."You can fool anyone, old man, but you can't fool me. I saw it with my eyes and you admitted to it—now why are you…" Caspian paused briefly, shaking his head in anger."You want the satisfaction of having me here with you, but I'm sorry, I can't give it to you. Now, where is it?"I wasn't buying any of his stories. After all, his lies didn't just start today. He was going to give me the necessary information I needed and that was it.The relic my mother had left behind was just for me alone. My father had no right to claim it, but he did and lied about it being missing. Now, when