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Verena

My Saturday morning to-do list? Find Zita, beat the shit out of that scheming brain of hers. Impatience needled at me as I tapped the steering wheel, eyes fixed on the Villa that used to be mine.

I had paid one of the security guards a huge sum last night—Donald. The only person Kian didn't fire after I found out that he had dismissed a lot of the staff because he suspected them. I had asked Donald for only one thing. Zita’s morning routine.

She would always go on a run the mom
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  • In Bed With My Ex-Husband’s Uncle    Miracle

    Daxton Verena’s stifled gasps reached my ears, her breath slow and heavy as she stopped next to me with both hands covering her mouth—her eyes darting from the wheelchair lying idly on the road and my crippled nephew who was miraculously standing on his feet. Even the truck driver was too stunned to speak. A wicked excitement bubbled in my stomach. I could really pop a gum in my mouth right now. Finally the days and nights— Fuck! Thinking about all the things I have been through over the past few days rattled me so much. Anyways, the days and nights of watching Verena divided the attention that was solely mine, and giving one percent of it to Kian was now over! Waking up to find my woman perched over the kitchen aisle with those ridiculous huge rimmed glasses as she marked and canceled lists of the caregiving agencies that she hadn’t contacted yet was the beginning of the anger festering in my stomach. The last straw? When I returned home hours ago to surprise her wi

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

    Verena’s P.O.V I sat behind the desk, one hand on my forehead as I scrolled through tons of emails from agencies and private carers that I didn't even bother opening because I knew they had the same cold answer ready to welcome me. The classic ‘NO!’ My life. My pathetic life. These were the times I wished I had superpowers. You know, teleport to the past, stop time, and move Kian from the front of my car and have another hit him instead. As if my mental strain wasn't enough, Ryder—Kian’s caregiver decided to do a 360 on me. Quit the job and disappear into thin air. Since then, it’s been hell trying to find another carer for Kian. I lifted my gaze to Emily who set coffee down on my desk. “Black Coffee for you,” she grinned. “What would I have done without you? I was just thinking of coming down to make myself one,” She flipped her hair. “I figured out you needed it and I have something to share with you. Good news,” she leaned forward with both hands on my desk,

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

    Kian Jaden had warned against pushing Verena too hard, that we should leave her alone until we figured out how to remove the caregiver who was overly serious about his duties. That was the plan until she uploaded a steamy picture on her private account of her lying on the bed wearing a lingerie top while my uncle was positioned above her—shirtless— his forearms placed on either side of her with his head lowered down her neck. That had riled me up so bad that I crashed out. Here I was, desperate to hear from her, waiting for her call, endlessly stalking her social media through my secret account—my mind teetering on the edge, convinced something terrible had happened to her, that’s why she hadn’t even thought to text me. And then I saw that picture and my entire world tilted. No. It stopped. She was so mean. Cruel. Heartless. Why would she even post something like that? As if she was messing with my mind, she deleted the picture after a few minutes. That was when

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

    Daxton Dark swollen under eye. Small snores. The duvet covered half of Verena’s face and she has been sleeping like this for the past seven hours. She just crashed into the bed and while I returned to bring her food, she had dozed off. I stroked her hair gently, my mouth aching to press a kiss on her forehead. Like the love-driven obsessed maniac that I was, I have remained in this position for hours—staring at her in awe. It was a wonder how my stares hadn’t disturbed her sleep. At the same time, mixed feelings coursed through me. The most prominent? The anger that simmered low in my gut. When I finally got my hands on Kian, even God wouldn’t save him from what I intended to do. I should have twisted those legs when I had the chance. Imagine putting Verena through so much stress for something as fake as hell. My phone pinged with a text from Jana. “We heard you visited your nephew. Kian almost had a heart attack because of—” I didn’t read any more. They

  • In Bed With My Ex-Husband’s Uncle    The girl

    Kian Words weren’t enough to describe the butterflies swilling in my stomach just from Verena sitting so close to me with her head buried in her phone. I didn’t know if it came from the over excitement of having Verena by my side or that my plan had worked. No. Our plan. Thanks to Jaden and his doctor friend—Penelope. What would I have ever done without my secretary in my life? I gawked at Verena longer than I should. The worst part, she didn’t even notice. Unease slowly stirred in my gut because what could she be so busy with that she wouldn’t even raise her head to look at me even once? Could she be texting that nutcase uncle of mine? Anger fueled by jealousy burned in my chest as my fingers curled around the sheets. He was the reason she wasn’t giving me the full attention I wanted from her. What do I do to make her focus on me? My mind was spinning around for answers until my gaze landed on the apple sauce on the small overbed table right in front of me. Since

  • In Bed With My Ex-Husband’s Uncle    Twenty-four hours

    Verena The past twenty-four hours had been nothing short of chaotic for me. Ranging from whispering silent prayers in my heart—hoping Kian doesn’t die—to being forced to take a breath test because the officer believed this was a drunk-driving incident. To have to suffer through listening to Kian’s parents' accusations about me intentionally hitting Kian with my car because I wanted to get back at him. I didn’t even bother defending myself. Trying to reason with them was like talking to a brick wall. Emily stayed by my side, quietly holding me together as I broke down on a video call with Daxton—who had dropped everything and was on his way back home. God! Words were not enough to describe the relief that slammed straight into my chest when Kian regained consciousness after hours. Silence lingered in the room as Doctor Penelope turned the screen towards me and Kian’s parents. “This fracture here is severe,” My heartbeat slowly picked up in fear as I stared at the X-

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