All Chapters of In Bed With My Ex-Husband’s Uncle : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Verena Sex in a private jet has definitely never been on my bucket list. But here I was screaming, grinding against his dick and moaning out his name… My legs were hooked around his waist, his hands wrapped tightly around me so bad that I could feel his heart thumping hard against mine with every second he slammed inside of me. He groaned into my ears, that gravelly voice fueling my desires. “Fuck! You taste so good…” His pace slowed while my trembling legs unclapsed around his waist, falling effortlessly. Then he pulled back, eyes taking in my body before he slammed his lips on mine, my core aching for him to fill me up again— “Fuck me, Daxton” I breathed. “Like crazy” A slow sinister smile stretched his mouth, his eyes turning dark with lust as the words rolled off his tongue. “Tell me, please” Tears pricked the back of my eyes. I was on the verge of breaking apart. “Please, Uncle Daxton…” Dark amusement sparked in his eyes, lips curling in a smile and then he

Daxton Panic surged through me, blood pounding in my ears as it drowned the faint opening notes of Clair De Lune that sounded across the room. Like the therapist had said. ‘Don’t overwhelm her. She isn’t a bird that needs to be caged’ But how was I supposed to not overwhelm her when Verena believed that she was a burden to me? I mean that was the only reason she hadn’t taken money from the card given to her yet, that was why she didn’t share anything about her divorce with me. I’d watched her for the past few days, watching the distress that slipped on her face whenever she was turned down by a law firm. Whenever I asked what the problem was, she would beam with a smile and respond with ‘nothing.’ Knowing that she would meet the same fate today, although slightly different since she would be slammed with the truth on her face, I had given Josh the instruction to secretly follow her. From the video of her breaking down outside the coffee shop while on a phone call, it mu

Verena I stopped before the traffic light, turning my head to Daxton who slept peacefully. The longer my gaze lingered on him, I couldn't help but feel that he kept tabs on me because how did he know about the issues I faced in getting a lawyer? I never shared it with him because I didn't want to burden him. He had done so much for me and just telling him about how Kian was bent on frustrating me was just too much. What if Daxton believed that I had too many problems and got tired of me?— I mean that was what I thought until he laid his head on my thigh, my fingers threading through his hair as he craned his head up to look at me. “After what you made me go through because of you, I am now actively involved in everything that has to do with you and Kian’s divorce. I have gotten you a lawyer from the Cater’s firm—” My lips had parted in shock and before I could even speak, he wriggled a finger at me. “Don't ask any questions, Verena. Just cooperate with the lawyer” I co

Kian Zita returned to London and today was another beautiful day where I wasn’t overstimulated by her affection and Mikaelson Williams's emails. With a bag of berries in one hand and a box of chocolate in the other—for my parents. I smiled at the gardener who trimmed the lawn at my mansion. I had a board meeting scheduled for the next thirty minutes but my parents had called, telling me to stop over at their house. Since dad was short-tempered, I got him chocolates to soothe his anger. I kind of figured out that the reason he asked to see me was because of the slight drop in the company’s sales. The butler came down the small steps, welcoming me with a smile as she reached for the things in my hand. “Good morning, Mr Kian” I handed it to her. “Morning, Rhoda. What is the mood like inside?” I darted my eyes to the door then back to her. “Explosive?” She chuckled softly. “Not really” Relief. Before I could start towards the grand foyer, I glanced at Rhoda ov

Daxton ~Monaco~ I squirted a generous amount of lotion onto my palm and made a smooth rub down Verena's sun-kissed back, tracing every curve with my fingers before they rested on the soft cheeks of her ass. “This is so good,” she moaned softly. “Should have let me apply sooner,” She let out a small laugh. “I didn’t because you have an ulterior motive and don’t you seem to enjoy this too much, you have been applying lotion to the same part,” A mischievous smile graced my lips as my fingers glided from her ass to the backs of her thighs while she inhaled sharply. “I have to pay more attention to the best part. Simply doing my job” “I feel like I want to see you in a bikini every time.” Verena sighed. “You are so freaky. The reason I made you apply lotion to my back is to help me concentrate better on the novel I am reading. But you keep getting into my head." “And filling it with lustful thoughts, right?” She shifted onto her back, propping herself on her elbow, a