All Chapters of Claimed by my Husband ruthless Uncle : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Josie's POVI stayed at the casket as the funeral director was attempting to guide the guests toward the reception room, but I wasn’t going to move from the side of the box where Julian was presumably resting in peace.He was in there, I knew, because I could see the small, steady rise of his chest under the crisp white silk shirt, and the son of a bitch was so committed to his performance that he didn’t even flinch when a fly settled on his nose. Martha came over and made a feeble attempt to sling her arm around my shoulders, her breath reeking of the gin she’d been smuggling in the car, and she murmured that it was time to let the professionals take care of the burial.‘No, Martha, I have to see him one more time because I never really said goodbye to him in the hospital,’ I said, my voice catching so high and shakily that the funeral director peered down worriedly at his feet.I grabbed the edge of the mahogany lid and banged it open before they could stop me, and I looked down at

Josie pov I was seated in the driver’s seat of a plain rental vehicle, my fingers drumming on the steering wheel while I looked at the door of a tiny, red-brick apartment complex at the city’s edge. I had abandoned Lily to the nanny with the pretense of doing errands, but had driven two hours out here to this suburban street because I’d remembered one specific address Julian had named when he thought I wasn’t paying attention. The heater was breathing hot air on my ankles, and the motor was purring silently, but a cold shudder passed through me as I stared at the front door of the apartment swinging open. A man emerged, clad in the spartan hoodie and jeans that were a far cry from the high-end suits Julian typically donned, but that confident gait is unmistakable. He was holding the door for a woman with long, chestnut hair who was carrying a toddler which looked just like Julian, even down to the shape of his nose and the way he kicked his legs in excitement. I saw Julian stretch o

Josie's POV The glass walls of Alexander’s private office reflected at us, him behind the massive mahogany desk me standing rigid on the other side arms crossed so tightly my nails bit into my biceps, the clouds watched me as if it hadn't just watched me propose marriage to a man who can either save me or swallow me whole. He hadn’t laughed or hesitated, he simply pressed a button on the intercom and said “Send Grayson up! Now. Grayson arrived within minutes, tall, silver haired wearing the kind of suit that cost more than most people’s cars, he carried a leather portfolio thick enough to stop a bullet and didn’t bother with pleasantries, he laid the documents on the desk between us like. “This is the Standard Hart family prenuptial framework, Grayson said voice a flat tune. Adjusted per Mr Hart’s instructions. I scanned the first page, Public marriage, Full corporate and political alliance, Joint control of Hart voting shares, Irrevocable trust for Lily funded from liquidate

Josie's POV I couldn't stop thinking about that email, the words echoed in my head like a bad dream, “You didn’t die the way you were supposed to." Who knew enough to send that, It had to be someone from my past life Julian or Sarah or maybe even Martha with her gin-soaked spite. I sat in the penthouse office Alexander had set up for me. Staring at the computer screen my fingers hovering over the keyboard, I had to investigate before it eats me up, I logged into the Hart financial portal using the access he gave me after the marriage yesterday. A wedding that locked everything in place. The offshore accounts were the first thing I checked, the ones Julian thought were hidden, deep Activities spiked overnight, transfers bouncing between Switzerland and Cayman Islands-small amounts at first then bigger ones like he was testing the waters. Julian was moving money desperately, to salvage what I hadn't drained yet I traced one and it led to a cheap apartment in the city, the same addr

Josie pov Alex realizes it's an old friend, forcing a happy tone through out the call "Chris hey what's up" he said voice light but I could see the tension in his jaw as he listened, "Yeah sounds good we'll be there tonight." He gave him the time 8 PM. He turned to me wishing we could continue but we couldn't so he gently removed the handcuffs his fingers lingering on my wrists warm and careful "We have an event to prepare for this night." he said softly noticing I was actually sad we had to stop he gave that dark knowing smile. "Don't worry Josephine we'll finish this later," I nodded feeling the heat still burning in my body as he helped me up from the bed his eyes raking over me one last time before telling me lovingly to go dress up. I walked to the closet picking a sleek black gown that hugged every curve. Thinking about how this man had just tied me up and made me feel things I hadn't in years, now we had to play pretend at some party. The interruption from Chris felt like a t