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One Night Stand With My Ex’s Uncle Power Isn’t Given
Marcus's POV I watched Anna's retreating figure as she practically fled Rosa Villa, her composed exterior betrayed by the hastiness of her departure. Once her car disappeared down the driveway, I turned to Peter who stood silently nearby, awaiting instructions. "You think she'll be back tomorrow?" asked casually, though I already knew the answer. Peter considered the question carefully. "I doubt it, sir. You made your position quite clear, and Ms. Shaw seemed... unsettled by the conversation." A smile tugged at the corner of my mouth. "Actually, I'm betting Anna goes straight to Murphy Estate from here." Peter's eyebrows rose slightly-the closest he ever came to expressing surprise. "After what you just told her? She seemed eager to leave, sir." "That's exactly why," I said, leaning back in my chair. "Anna Shaw doesn't retreat; she regroups and counterattacks. It's in her nature." I sipped my tea, contemplating the complex woman who had occupied my thoughts for so long. "Sh
One Night Stand With My Ex’s Uncle Strings Attached
Anna's POV The more he underestimated me, the more determined I became to pursue the Skylake District project. His condescension had only crystallized what I already knew:we were never meant to walk the same path. Back at the office the next morning, I found my mother had forwarded me a flurry of emails and texts. Just as I'd anticipated, invitations had been pouring in—all of them conspicuously addressed only to her and me. Some requested our presence for afternoon tea, others for dinner gatherings. One socialite from the arts circle had even sent show tickets. "Annie," my mother's voice was tentative when she called mid-morning, "I've never seen so many invitations. It's rather overwhelming." I smiled grimly. "The Shaw family suddenly has excellent social currency, it seems." "What should I do?" she asked. I replied. "I'll look through the list later and decide which ones are worth our time." After ending the call, I stared at the growing pile of invitations on my desk. The S
One Night Stand With My Ex’s Uncle The Woman with the Leverage
Anna's POV The evening sky had already darkened by the time my car pulled up to Shaw Estate. Yet as I pushed open the front door, I found my mother and grandmother both seated in the living room, their postures rigid with tension. Mother sat with her back perfectly straight, a tea cup balanced delicately in her hands, though judging by the full cup, she hadn't actually been drinking it. Beside her, Grandmother maintained her customary elegance, but the worried crease between her brows betrayed her concern. They both looked up as I entered, relief washing over their faces. "I'm sorry. The meeting ran longer than expected." I leaned down to kiss her cheek, then did the same for Grandmother. "Have you both been sitting here waiting all this time?" Mother's hand caught mine, her grip surprisingly firm as she pulled me down to sit beside her. "Annie," she began, her voice soft but determined, "we've been talking, your grandmother and I..." I braced myself. That particular tone never
One Night Stand With My Ex’s Uncle Ashes of What We Were
Jack's POV I was nursing a drink in the study when my mother and Lucy burst through the front door of the Simpson mansion. Their faces were flushed, their gestures animated as they exchanged heated whispers. I knew instantly that the afternoon tea at Harper Watson's hadn't gone well. Mother spotted me and made a beeline in my direction, her eyes flashing with indignation. "Can you believe the nerve of that woman?" I didn't need to ask which woman she meant. There was only one who could ruffle my mother's feathers to this degree. "Anna?" I asked, setting down my glass. Mother collapsed into an armchair, her voice rising with each word. "She's deliberately positioning herself as the gatekeeper to Skylake District. Everyone was falling over themselves trying to secure her favor." She shot a withering glance at Lucy. "And you just stood there, letting her make a fool of you." Lucy's composure faltered. "I tried to put her in her place, but she turned my words against me." "You wer
One Night Stand With My Ex’s Uncle The Cost of Proximity
Anna's POV I canceled my evening obligations, feigning exhaustion from back-to-back meetings. The truth was, I couldn't stop thinking about Marcus recovering at Rosa Villa. Leaving an injured houseguest alone all day, even one as self-sufficient as Marcus Murphy, didn't sit right with me. The Shaw Tower elevator felt particularly slow today as I anxiously checked my watch. The meetings had run longer than expected, and I was only now getting a chance to check my personal phone. My stomach dropped when I saw the screen. Multiple missed calls-Oscar, Logan, my mother, and several from Catherine. This many calls from different people within hours of each other never meant anything good. I was about to call Catherine back when my phone lit up with her name. I braced myself and answered. "Anna! Is it true? Uncle Marcus is injured? And he's staying at your place?" Her voice burst through before I could even say hello, breathless with excitement. I froze mid-stride, nearly colliding wi
One Night Stand With My Ex’s Uncle Following Her
Jack's POV The moment I heard Marcus had been injured, something inside me snapped. It wasn't concern-not even close. Instead, a strange, almost feverish energy coursed through my veins as I instructed my driver to take me to Rosa Villa. The car pulled up to the gate, and I instructed the driver to wait. "I won't be long," I muttered, though I had no idea if that was true. As I walked up the curved driveway, the evening air felt unusually heavy. The gardens were immaculately maintained, soft lighting illuminating the carefully pruned trees and shrubs. And then I saw him. Marcus Murphy—my uncle, my mother's brother, the Murphy family golden boy-was sitting comfortably in the garden pavilion like he belonged there. Like he owned the place. He looked surprisingly at ease for someone who'd supposedly been injured. A book lay open in his lap, and he was sipping what appeared to be tea from one of Anna's finest china cups. My blood boiled. Had Rosa Villa become Anna's secret
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