Semua Bab Forbidden Desire: My Ex's Uncle Wants Me: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Janet Winget POV“Janet, get a job and try to be civil.”The prison guard’s voice scraped against my nerves. I nodded lazily, barely listening. Three years locked away for a crime I never committed. Not a single visitor. My own parents and fiancé had betrayed me—all to “teach me a lesson.”The moment I stepped outside, cold rain hit my skin relentlessly. Perfect. Because when has my life ever gone right?I took a step forward.A Porsche screeched to a stop in front of me.My breath hitched. I knew that car. Knew the plate number. Knew the man inside the car.Dalton Maris. My fiancé. My betrayer.The window rolled down, revealing the face I hadn’t seen in three years. Still devastatingly handsome. Still cruel.“Get in.” His voice was the same. Calm. Commanding. Like nothing had happened. Like he hadn’t let me rot in prison without a word.My body screamed run, but my mind tangled itself in the past. I shouldn’t have cared. I shouldn’t have felt anything.But I did.I swallowed hard. “I

Janet Winget POVI couldn't deal with the lies this man was spewing. Doesn't he realize how visible his lies are?Dalton, Lia, and my family knew I'd been in jail for the past three years. How am I supposed to be with him now?Even though he came here planning to lie, he should have at least gotten his facts straight before making claims.“Uncle, I think we need to talk alone,” Dalton said, his hand firm on my arm, Lia clinging to him.“He's right, Mr. Ashford,” my father added, stepping down from the stage, my mother following closely behind.Lucian’s gaze clung to me. “Sure, I don't mind. But I'd prefer it if you kept your hands off my woman.” His arm shot out, yanking me from Dalton's grasp, pulling me tightly against his side.I trembled inwardly, forcing myself not to show how deeply Lucian’s touch was affecting me.If looks could kill, Dalton would have buried me alive—shameless. Lia still hung on his arm, yet he stared at me like I was the betrayer.“Let's go,” Dalton said shar

Janet Winget POV"Wake up, Janet."At the sound of my name, I lazily opened my eyes, my body feeling unbearably heavy.Cold air brushed against my skin as my gaze landed on Lucian—walking while carrying me in his arms.Instantly, I jolted awake.When the fuck did I fall asleep?Maybe it was the way he’d been holding me, cradling me on his lap, his touch so careful, so comforting. It must've lulled me without me even realizing.This man is so sweet to me—even though he claims it's all for his own benefit—something he refuses to explain.But in my entire life, no one had ever treated me with such gentleness.I didn’t want to trust it. I shouldn’t trust it. Yet somehow, his actions made it impossibly hard not to."I can walk, you know," I muttered.Lucian looked down at me and smiled—God, he looked dangerously handsome when he smiled."And I can carry," he said. "That's what you should know."My heart slammed against my ribs like it had a mind of its own. Not even with Dalton had it ever

Janet Winget POVKnock! Knock!!A sharp pain splintered through my skull as the pounding grew louder. Every nerve throbbed—raw, aching.I tried to open my eyes. They felt glued shut. Too heavy. Too sore.Blinking hard, I forced them open—then immediately squeezed them shut against the blinding light.After a few tries, I managed to sit up, clutching my head with both hands.What just happened?The room around me wavered into focus—unfamiliar and cold. Not my place. Nowhere I'd ever been.Panic twisted in my gut. Flashes of last night slammed into me. My eyes flew open.I yanked back the sheet.Naked.Fuck.A sharp wave of nausea rolled through me.Had he—?The ache deep in my body answered before I could finish the thought.I didn’t want to believe it. I didn’t want any of this to be real.Shame clawed its way up my throat. How stupid could I be—to drink like that, to throw myself at him like some desperate fool?My heart slammed against my ribs. A sick numbness crawled under my skin.

Janet Winget POVI flinched. Lucian’s grip on my hand tightened.Who just called me that?I scanned the area—then saw her. A woman stood a few feet away, eyes locked on me like she was ready to carve my headstone right here.Why did she call me a bitch?Who even is she?“How dare you humiliate us like this?” she hissed, storming toward us.I’d stepped out of the car, but my back stayed pressed to the door. Lucian didn’t flinch—his expression unreadable, a strange calm masking the tension coiled in his shoulders.She closed the distance, eyes blazing. Her hand shot up.I braced. Eyes squeezed shut.“You whore—”No slap. Just air.I opened my eyes. Lucian held her wrist mid-air, knuckles white, his stare hard enough to cut steel. For a second, her fury melted into fear.“Don’t you dare.”A tremor ran down my spine. Today wasn’t shaping up to be any better than yesterday.“How can you protect this bitch, Lucian?” she spat.“I can protect whoever I want,” he said coldly. “And this—” he lo