All Chapters of MY EX BETRAYED ME, SO I SEDUCED HIS ALPHA UNCLE: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Cassandra had barely stepped into the apartment before she was ambushed.Nia’s hand latched onto her wrist with the force of a gossip-hungry hurricane. “Give me all the tea!” she demanded. “Every single detail. Don’t you dare hold back!”Cassandra rolled her eyes, lips twitching in amusement as she slipped off her heels and padded into the living room. “Can I at least sit down first?” she said, already knowing the answer.Nia was hot on her heels, practically bouncing with anticipation. “Girl, sit, stand, roll across the floor, I don’t care. Just spill.”Cassandra plopped onto the couch and exhaled deeply, one hand running through her hair as her gaze met Nia’s. There was no point delaying it. “We kissed.”For a moment, Nia just blinked.Then her entire face lit up in a wild mix of shock, awe, and unfiltered excitement. “We kissed?” she echoed. “We? As in you and you know who? That we?!”Cassandra gave her a slow nod, lips pressed into a thin line.“Darius?” Nia pressed, hands flailin

The morning sun was soft, spilling golden light over the quiet neighbourhood as birds chirped from telephone wires. The scent of fresh dew clung to the grass, and the air still carried that peculiar hush of dawn not yet broken by the city’s chaos. Cassandra stepped out of her front door, the heels of her boots clacking lightly on the stone pavement. A breeze swept past, tugging gently at her black trench coat.Beside her, Nia adjusted the strap of her shoulder bag, yawning as she shielded her eyes from the sun. She was on her way for a job interview, and she wasn’t exactly looking forward to it. “You know, I still don’t get why this interview must be so early. I haven’t even had my caffeine.”Cassandra barely heard her. Her eyes had caught something….someone.A tall figure leaned casually against the sleek black SUV parked by the curb. The morning light kissed the clean lines of his sharp suit, the tailored jacket straining over muscular arms. He glanced down at his watch, then up, as

Cassandra cleared her throat and forced a polite smile. “Morning.”Darius didn’t return the smile. Instead Cassandra continued to speak, “You said you sent an email about a business meeting being held here, but I didn’t get anything.”Darius leaned back in his chair, watching them both closely. His voice was calm, but it carried the weight of something deeper. “Really?” he said, almost to himself.What he didn’t say aloud was that this had gone exactly as he’d intended. He had given Rowan very specific instructions: bring her to the mansion, no matter what. He hadn’t mentioned how, only that it had to happen. And now, here she was. Whatever methods Rowan used had clearly done the trick.Cassandra didn’t hear the storm brewing silently behind Darius’s eyes. She continued, her voice slightly uncertain, “So... who are we meeting with?”Darius’s eyes locked onto hers. He didn’t blink. Didn’t fidget. He simply leaned forward, folding his hands on the desk. “This meeting is just between me

Her chest tightened. Not from guilt, but from a sudden, burning wave of indignation. He’d read her actions, yes. But he’d misunderstood her intentions entirely.Darius didn’t pause. He didn’t seem to notice her rising discomfort. Or maybe he did, and simply didn’t care.“Name your price,” he said. “It will be paid monthly into your account. But,” he added, voice growing colder now, “as my woman, you will do as I demand. When I demand it.”Cassandra sat frozen.Was this an offer? A deal? Or a leash?Her thoughts spun.This was exactly what she’d planned, get close, seduce him, manipulate her way into his world, but now that she was standing on the edge of that success, it felt like a trap. Cold. Clinical. Transactional.And insulting.Her mouth finally moved, but the words died before they reached her lips.Did he think that low of her?Did he believe she’d sell herself so easily?Yes, she wanted power. Yes, she wanted to control this situation. But she wasn’t for sale. And she certain

Her entire body screamed to lunge. To scream. To tear down the smug look on the woman’s face. But she didn’t move. She didn’t speak. She just stared at Evan, waiting, no, daring him to speak first.Surely this was it.This was his moment.He’d rip away her mask. Humiliate her. He’d call her by name. Laugh in her face. Remind her of where she came from, of how beneath him she used to be. It was what he lived for control, superiority, the high of watching someone else crumble.She could almost hear his voice now: “Oh, didn’t you know, Uncle? That’s Cassandra. My ex. The one who begged me to stay. The one I had to leave behind.”But Evan said none of those things.Instead, he smiled.Slow. Almost pleasant. But something sharp and coiled lingered behind his gaze.“Uncle,” he began, smooth and far too casual, “I was surprised to hear you’re back in town. But I have to say…” He let his eyes slide to Cassandra, lingering a fraction too long. “I’m even more surprised to see you with a woman.