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

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Onlyfans

Verena I stumbled on my husband’s OnlyFans subscription before his business trip to the Bahamas two weeks ago. Since that time, the unclad photographs of those women have been stuck in my head, haunting me at every given chance. While others would have confronted their husbands, I didn’t. Instead, I decided to see the bigger picture and decided to turn the situation to my advantage. Now that I knew the kind of women and kinks Kian was into, it meant that if I dressed like those women, Kian’s waning attraction would be reignited. Staring at my reflection in the mirror, the smile on my face slowly faded as a weird feeling unfurled in my chest. I didn’t look like those women. Despite the cat ears sitting on my auburn hair, the black lingerie that clung to my figure, and the long black tail that stuck out behind me, I didn’t see those women in me. While those women’s bodies were lithe, I had obvious curves, thick in the right places, and the more my gaze

A night to remember

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

Claiming Me

Verena My mind whirred around frantically, a groan slipping from my mouth as I tossed and turned on the bed— my fingers splayed on the bed in search of someone. The man I had spent the night with. But when it hit me that the space behind me was now empty, my eyes fluttered open as I propped myself on my elbow. Still half-yawning, I flitted my eyes around in search of him. “Hello?” My voice was barely a whisper. I was about to mutter another word when a memory slipped through my subconsciousness. It was from a blurred vision, yet I could still make sense of it. I could feel the ghost of his lips on my cheeks, the fingers that stroked my arm sensually and most importantly, the way he held me in his arms, planting soft kisses on my forehead as he whispered that he had to leave because he had an important summit to attend. Was it a memory or a dream? It had to be a dream because he had no reason to be that sweet towards me when we were just meeting for the first time.

Divorce

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

A Bait

Daxton Dark brown eyes rimmed in thick dark lashes swept up to my face and the moment those spell-binding eyes caught mine, my heart made a beat against my ribcage. Her lush lips parted in shock, a small hiccup escaping her throat. I stifled a chuckle, walking past but not without drowning in the gardenia scent of her perfume. Fuck, I had missed her so much. I crossed over to the table, pulling out a seat for her—an action that I rarely did with past assistants. “Have your seat when you are ready for the interview” I said, taking my own seat while she took tiny steps towards me, her head ducked down. She fell onto the seat slowly as satisfaction curled inside of me because she was exactly where I wanted her to be. While my nephew struggled to find her, I knew the area she moved to, her apartment block, the gym center that she just registered in, and most importantly, where she did her grocery shopping. Despite knowing where she resided, I never approached her. Why?

Move In

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

Abduct

Daxton “Cute” A smile stretched the corner of my lips as I stared at the unaware picture Josh had taken of Verena with the caption ‘She’s settled in, sir.’ Words were not enough to describe the warmth that spread on my chest knowing that she was now close to me. While Verena thought that our story was over, I had spent the last two weeks decorating this room for her. I wanted to create a space where she was comfortable, a space better than her own home and now, I couldn't help but wonder if she loved the room. Was it to her taste? Suddenly, the smile on my face slowly faltered when a knock sounded on my office door. I twisted on the couch, watching as the door creaked open when the receptionist poked her head inside—eyes searching around until they landed on me. She straightened immediately, offering me a small smile. “You have a guest” “Who?” I raised a brow. “Mr—” Before she could finish, a familiar head of messy brown hair appeared behind her and the smile o

To worship

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

First day at work

Verena I didn't sleep a wink last night. How was I supposed to sleep when the sporadic beating of my chest refused to wane, each thump reminding me of the kisses he planted on my body, the way he looked into my eyes like I really meant something and when he drawled out the word ‘worship’, I couldn't breathe. The idea of it made me toss and turn in my bed. As much as the experience of it was foreign to me, I craved it. I could still feel that tingling sensation on my skin and— Enough. It was enough already. I shook my head—like it would shrug off the memories from last night— and decided to focus on getting ready for work. I took a large bite of the toast, before taking a sip of the hot chocolate coffee and I hated that I had ruined the beautiful swan latte art. This had to be the best coffee that I had had in a while. I tried to make my own breakfast because that had to be the least I could do, considering Daxton’s generosity. However, the chefs ushered me out, c

First day at work(II)

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

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