Semua Bab In Bed With My Ex-Husband’s Uncle : Bab 91 - Bab 100

Verena Atlas had to be the worst last-minute planner that I’d ever met. One would think that he would have changed over the years, but he was still the same. He had always been the type to plan an event and send an invite two days before it. He had no concept of time and didn't understand the importance of it because how are you throwing, your fianceè, Lisa, a birthday party and just telling me less than 24 hours to it. And somehow, he expected me to magically appear in Seattle before the party started. I had no plans of going. But, he’d told Daxton who ended up convincing me to spend the weekend there. I wondered when they’d grown so close. I had to get gifts for Lisa. For my sweet little niece and that annoying prick himself. The whole thing was so sudden and exhausting that Daxton finally took over, insisting on choosing the gifts himself. Now, we were on Daxton’s private jet—for the worst unplanned trip to Seattle. Thanks to Atlas. I cuddled into Daxton’s ches

  Kian       The plan wasn’t to return to Dallas sooner. It was to restrategize—figure out exactly where I’d been going wrong, why every plan to win my ex-wife back had failed. Change my approach and make her see me in a different light.     Plans of winning Verena back were supposed to be my ultimate focus not until I had received bad news from Jaden.     Zita had forged my house documents, put my house for sale online, and was already close to sealing the deal. She’d sold four out of my cars and right now, I was teetering on the edge of losing my sanity.     Because of her, I was forced to return to Dallas, meeting with my legal team, filing reports against her, and trying to have her apprehended in London.     The actual audacity. She trapped me with that lie of a pregnancy and

  Daxton     A groan escaped me as I wiped the paper towel on the brown sopping up my white t-shirt. My favorite t-shirt. It was one of those things Verena always got me whenever she went on a wild shopping spree.     And, this woman ruined it for me? I knew she bumped into me intentionally. I’d seen the spark in her eyes before she did.     “I’m sorry for this mistake. I will have the shirt dry-cleaned and have it sent back tomorrow morning,” she said. I didn’t even bother looking at her. I didn’t want to see that fake guilt on her face.     Verena shook her head. “It’s a designer shirt. Stains like this don’t go away easily…” She clicked her tongue against her teeth, before gasping at the bad smear on the fabric. “I will go get more paper towels from the car. We can’t go t

  Verena     For a long minute, all I did was stare at my reflection in the mirror.      “Date men around your age,”    What the heck was that supposed to mean? And, who the fuck was she to even tell me what to do? I could feel the slow rise of anger inside my stomach as instant regret washed over me.     I should have spun, given her a piece of my mind. Honestly, I didn’t know what to think about her. She gave me mixed signals and left me conflicted.     That backhanded advice was her way of telling me to leave Daxton? After the reunion tonight, I would make Daxton spill whatever they both shared in the past because this was beyond being best friends who had a fallout.     Fresh anger swelled inside of me again when I recollected how she had looked at me, the micro-aggression

  Daxton     The moment Ashley opened the door, I caught her by the throat. She barely had the time to gasp, her words strangled as I walked her back with intense rage coursing through me.     A dangerous feeling that had been building since last night as I sat in the darkness with different dark thoughts coursing through my mind. Pointing a pistol at her head and watching the bullet pierce through her skull? Strangling her to death?    No. All of this was incomparable to the way I really wanted her to suffer.     I didn't need to ask Josh to find her location. I had driven her and picked her up in this Cabin so many times and knew exactly where to find her.     I could feel my eyes turning red as I tightened my grip around her neck. “I warned you,” I growled.     She tried to dislo