All Chapters of In Bed With My Ex-Husband’s Uncle : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Verena I couldn’t breathe. Didn’t even blink. All I did was stare into his eyes—at his face— waiting for him to burst into laughter, pull me into his embrace, and tell me that he was pulling my legs. To tell me that his suggestion for an open marriage was nothing but a joke and Zita was just here to pass the night. I should have caused a scene, grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, screamed at him, and pulled Zita’s hair but no matter how much I tried to speak, no words came out. The words, the questions, and the sounds I wanted to make died in my throat. Despite Kian seeing the obvious distraught that was creeping to my face, all he said was “I would take your silence as a yes” with a smile on his face. He had never smiled at me since the past three years things went south between us. But knowing that the thought of an open marriage and with Zita as his partner was the reason for that big ass smile drove me crazy. How could he make such a suggestion and push m

Verena I splashed water on my face— enough to cool the heat of shame that rose on my cheeks but it did little to calm the storm of emotions that crashed within me. Dragging my fingers down my face in dread “What have you done Verena? What have you done?” A groan slipped from my mouth, my eyes locked onto the dreadful mess in the mirror. This was bad. How in the world did he turn out to be Kian’s uncle? At the same time, I was being too hard on myself. How was I supposed to know that he was even related to Kian when I never heard about him? Slowly, images of me flirting with him and… Wait for a second, the way he acted earlier showed that he knew me all along. That was why he mentioned that he was going to see me later— it was because he knew that I was married to his nephew. At that moment, my heartbeat skipped over the other. If he knew that I was his nephew’s wife, why didn’t he turn me down when I flirted with him, why did he gaze

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 five weekdays because of his busy schedule and like the fool I was, I accepted it. This was on me! If only I’d done the simplest research on the person I wanted to work for. Instead, my desperation for a job blinded me and brought me before the same person I wanted to escape. Even if I ended up taking the job, how were we supposed to keep things professional despite knowing the sexual tension between us? I ran a free hand through the back of my neck in exasperation, tossing the stale c

Verena The humidifier made a light hum in the background as I collapsed on the comfy bed that bounced slightly before I sat upright, legs curled at my side. Since I was busy arranging my clothes in the closet, I didn’t have the time to admire the room decoration but now that I was almost done, I should do that. I swiveled my gaze around the room, taking in the warm glow of the pink pastel color on the wall, the beautiful artworks that were hung on it. While the decoration leaned more on the minimalist side, something about it brought warmth to my heart and it felt like whoever did this poured out their hearts into bringing this alive. I had been anxious about the fact that it would take me a long time to get accustomed to Daxton’s home just like my new home. But this room felt like home. I shouldn’t feel comfortable yet. This whole assistant to Daxton still made me skeptical because the more I thought about it, the more things seemed more calculated— like an excuse to

Daxton I wasn’t the type to be distracted at work, most importantly when critical board meetings were going on but while the finance manager discussed the effect the little scandal had on my hotel, my eyes wandered to the beautiful distraction across the glass panels. Verena. She leaned against the wall, eyes fixed on the tab that she scrolled through. On her first day of work, she outdid herself, ensuring that I kept to my schedule and setting things in place. A smile stretched the corners of my mouth as I leaned back in my seat, eyes sparking in amusement as they slithered down her body. She looked really dashing in those fitted pants that clung to her curves like a second skin and as serious issues were discussed in the boardroom, my thoughts crossed over to my imagination. In them, soft auburn curls fell over her shoulder and she was wearing my shirt with thigh-high white socks. Just the thought of her in that dashing image almost made a groan slip