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Verena

In my twenty-six years of existence, I have never seen someone who had so much time on their hands like Ashley Delavine. I would have to give it to her though. She was relentlessly bent on tearing Daxton and me apart, to the point where it was almost comical.

I tutted. “You think you are sleek, uh?”

The last time I checked, I had given her my email address because I didn't want her to have my contact information. Besides, my email was hardly a place where I had personal convers
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  • In Bed With My Ex-Husband’s Uncle    Venice

    Daxton I barely slept a wink last night. And no, it wasn’t because I had those nightmares that always made me feel like snapping someone in half. It was because of the excitement that chanted inside of me. My heart soared with so much joy that I fired an email to HR, demanding the immediate and permanent implementation of a twenty-percent salary increase for every employee. When I looked into Verena’s eyes and talked about marriage, there was this tiny flicker of fear inside of me. What if she said no? Or she doesn’t want to get married? Or she brought up another reason like ‘babies.’ But then she defused every fear that tugged at my heartstrings as her words echoed down my ears. ‘I don’t see a ring anywhere.’ From the first time I saw her, when she took my breath away, I knew she was going to be my wife. The problem was I didn’t know when. And the fact that I knew that it could come to pass anytime soon made my chest tighten with an anticipation I’d never felt. S

  • In Bed With My Ex-Husband’s Uncle    Hurt

    Verena Confusion flitted across my face as I reached for the knob and turned the shower off, briefly noticing the way his fully erect dick started to grow limp. “Separate rooms?…” my eyes flickered back to his. “What is the matter Daxton? What is with the sudden change of mind?” No—that shouldn’t be the question. The real one was how we went from his teasing barely five minutes ago to this sudden shift in his mood. The muscles in his shoulders tensed. He wouldn’t even look at me. He slapped his hand over his face softly, groaning into his palm. “I don’t know Verena, I just believe it is the right decision,” My brows furrowed. “This is coming out of nowhere and it makes no sense to me. You were so eager to have us share a room and now this…are you okay Daxton?” “Did I in any way do anything to hurt you?” Daxton shook his head, his wet hair clung to his forehead as my mind reeled with different thoughts. Could I have said something back there to piss him off? Something

  • In Bed With My Ex-Husband’s Uncle    Separate

    Kian After days of waiting anxiously for her response and this was it? The voices in the boardroom faded, the color draining from my face as I stared back at the pictures that mocked me. Pictures of his head on her chest, of them in the bathtub. ‘Have a nice day, Miss Tamara.’ I suddenly forgot how to breathe, my lungs constricting as I stared at those five words and those pictures with that familiar ache blooming in my chest. I shouldn't let this get to me. I mean, I already knew they were fucking each other—which was still a reality I struggled to grapple with but having it slapped in my face like this, was a brutal reminder I hadn’t asked for. My heart picked up its beat and at the same time, something struck me. Why would she send something like this to me? A message like that should put her on the edge? It should leave her curious but… Fuck! Could she know I was the one behind the fake email account? Or was there someone in my uncle’s l

  • In Bed With My Ex-Husband’s Uncle    Hater

    Verena In my twenty-six years of existence, I have never seen someone who had so much time on their hands like Ashley Delavine. I would have to give it to her though. She was relentlessly bent on tearing Daxton and me apart, to the point where it was almost comical. I tutted. “You think you are sleek, uh?” The last time I checked, I had given her my email address because I didn't want her to have my contact information. Besides, my email was hardly a place where I had personal conversations. It was only filled with work-related messages between Daxton and me, professional updates, and weird subscriptions I didn't remember signing up for. So, I knew it was her. Tamara my foot. I took a long sip of my coffee, set my mug down, flexed my fingers, and got to work. My movement on the keyboard was fast. “Ashley, don't you think you are too old for this? I mean, what makes you believe that I wouldn't know it is you? tsk tsk. You need to get more creative in your plans of te

  • In Bed With My Ex-Husband’s Uncle    Cookies

    Verena It was 2:45 a.m. and I couldn't sleep. I sat at the end of the kitchen’s table, circling my finger on my temple, the glow from the laptop illuminating my face as I grabbed my pen and scribbled notes into my small notebook. Vitamin D. Keeping the lights on. Talking and listening. Keto Diets. Even though I knew they would do little to help. I sincerely hoped it would make a difference in helping Daxton sleep better. My mind circled back to when a sharp pain from my sleep had forced me awake—only to wake up to him holding me so tight, his fingers digging into my back as his lips trembled with incoherent words leaving his mouth. I had never seen him so tense, scared, and vulnerable. Since that time, I’ve been awake scouring the internet for possible options on how to help Daxton. Those pills he mentioned he was using didn't seem to help and I really needed to know what they were but when I returned to the house office and checked the drawer, they were go

  • In Bed With My Ex-Husband’s Uncle    Secrets

    Kian “How is that every plan to win back that stone-hearted woman has failed woefully—” I bit into my burger, reaching for the can of soda at the same time as I popped it open. I didn’t care that I was making a mess. I have been starving for hours. Mikaelson Williams has made it his life goal to frustrate me. While he always acted like he was only following dad’s instructions, I knew he was doing this out of his personal vendetta against me just because I fucked his bitch years back. What was her name again? Sana? Serena? The cold fizz slid down my throat—heaven—as I darted my eyes to Jaden who picked up a fry and tossed it in his mouth. “No answer?” I waited till he finished chewing. Jaden’s eyes locked on mine. I could see that tiny flicker of tiredness in them. He drew in a long breath. “Two factors are involved here. Your uncle—” A low growl rumbled from my chest. I didn’t want to hear about him. “—and the second factor, Miss Verena Carson isn’t in love with

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