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Verena’s P.O.V

The only thing I wanted to do right now was find a cliff, scream out the top of my lungs and jump. How could the same man I was running from turn out to be the managing director?

As if my situation wasn’t worse enough, I signed the contract because of those mesmerizing blue eyes veined with silver that locked with mine as heat pooled at the depths of my stomach while memories from that night flooded through my mind.

Plus he mentioned something about living with him for f
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  • 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

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

    Daxton Josh brought two men over to the mansion. Bastien the French and Sean. Just Sean. A disaster had gone down in the strip club over the weekend where someone came into the club. He had drugged Stella and almost got away with luring her out until one of the bartenders noticed and alerted security. “Who was the bartender on duty that night?” I collected the tablet that he held out to me. “Liam,” Liam? The name echoed in my head as I tried to put a face to the name. Nothing. “Is he new?” “No…” Wow. This was the reason I needed to spend more time overseeing the affairs of the club. I clicked my tongue. “Tell Dashiell to give him a raise,” I stole glances at Verena who sat on the couch with her headphones over her head. Josh exchanged concerned looks with me—if it was okay to do this here with Verena around. I broke eye contact, scrolling through the pictures of this brawny man with pretty weird eyes as I glanced up at Josh, confused. “Who?” “His name

  • In Bed With My Ex-Husband’s Uncle    Best thing

    Verena The slap I sent across Jaden’s face was sharp and immediate. With shaky legs, I stepped closer to him. “Em…Em…Emi…Emily,” my voice cracked. “She is the sweetest person that I have ever met. Calm, easy-going and you toyed with her emotions because Kian put you to it?” I breathed, fighting back the tears that threatened to escape my bottom lashes. Jaden whipped his head to me and where I expected fire or a confrontation, he only straightened his cuffs—his eyes void of remorse or any other emotions. Dead eyes. “Miss Verena Carson, I understand how upset you are and you have the right to feel that way but, I’m only doing my job,” He spoke to me with that professional calmness. My head spun, throat tight and heavy with the words that failed to sputter from my mouth. “Your job?” The sheer audacity made me feel sick to my stomach. I couldn't believe that I always thought he was different. Emily called me last night while I was battling with the emotions that

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