All Chapters of It’s Your Loss, Ex, Your Uncle Is Mine: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Bella’s POVThe doctor’s voice cut through the sterile hum of the machines. “Your body has been used as a test subject for an experimental drug. Continued exposure could kill you.”I lay on the hospital bed, limbs heavy as lead, and stared at him. The words refused to settle. My lips carried that strange blue tint the nurses had noticed earlier, and my chest ached with every shallow breath. Shock wrapped around me like a frozen blanket. This couldn’t be happening. Not after months of weakness no one could explain. Not after all the tests that led nowhere.My mind reached for the only anchor it had left. Josh. He would never do this to me. He had walked into that brothel like a man on a mission, paid them, and carried me out into the daylight. Six months of marriage had shown me a steady, quiet kind of safety I had never known. He made coffee for me in the mornings. He listened when I spoke about my fears of being useless. He held me at night as if I mattered. A good man. My savior. Th

Maximo’s POV The backseat of the car felt too small for the heat building between us. My driver kept his eyes fixed on the road ahead with professional silence as I kissed Bella deeply. Her lips tasted of tequila and desperation. I held her face in my hands while my tongue explored her mouth. Every soft moan she made sent fire straight to my groin. I had noticed her before at family events. Her quiet beauty and the sadness in her eyes had stirred something in me even then. Now she sat in my lap with her legs straddling me and I was terrified. She was my nephew's wife. This was dangerous territory. Yet the way she clung to me made it impossible to stop.I had not been with a woman in years. After my divorce, I threw myself into work and avoided complications. My body had grown hungry for touch. Tonight, that hunger roared to life. Bella's hips rocked against me and I groaned into her mouth. My cock strained hard against my pants. I wanted her more than I had wanted anyone in a long ti

Bella’s POVI gathered my scattered clothes from the floor with trembling hands. My dress from last night lay crumpled near the door and I snatched it up quickly. I needed to leave. The weight of everything, my father's call, Grandma's death and Josh's cruel lie pressed down on me until I could hardly breathe. I moved toward the bedroom door without looking back at the man still sitting on the bed. My bare feet padded across the cool floor as I clutched the sheet tighter around my body."Bella, wait." Maximo's voice stopped me before I reached the handle. He stood and crossed the room in a few strides placing his hand gently on the door. "Do not run. Not like this."I spun around facing him with tears already threatening to fall again. The words burst out of me in a messy rush. "My grandmother is dead Maximo. The only person who ever truly cared about me before everything went wrong. She is gone and my father who sold me when I was fifteen suddenly calls me like it is nothing. He sold

Bella’s POVThe drive back from my hometown was quiet, but for the first time, the silence did not feel heavy. I held my grandmother's handwritten note in my coat pocket, feeling the crisp paper beneath my fingertips. Next to me, Maximo drove with one hand on the wheel. Every so often, he reached over to squeeze my knee, making sure I was still grounded. When we arrived at his estate, a team of medical professionals were already waiting in the grand living room. Maximo had hired the top specialists in the state to fix what Josh had ruined. They set up medical gear in a bright guest bedroom on the second floor, turning it into a private recovery space just for me.The first week was hard. The doctors started a special treatment to flush the synthetic toxins out of my RH-null blood. My body fought back against the sudden shift. I spent the first few days sweating through feverish chills and fighting off deep nausea. Whenever the pain got too bad, Maximo was right there. He did not dele

Bella’s POVThe drive back from the hotel felt like a dream. I held the signed divorce papers on my lap, tracing the smooth edges of the folder with my fingers. For the first time in months, I felt like I could draw a full breath without fear. Maximo held my free hand, his grip steady and warm."You were amazing back there," Maximo said softly, looking over at me with a small smile. "You faced him down and took your life back.""I could not have done it without you," I replied, leaning my head against his shoulder. "Thank you for standing by me."What I did not know then was that our victory at the wedding had started a war.Mrs. Kingsley was not just Josh's mother. She was also Maximo's bitter enemy. According to Maximo. Years ago, when Maximo's older brother passed away, Mrs. Kingsley tried to grab all the family property and money for herself and Josh. She wanted everything. But the will clearly gave a huge share of the estate to Maximo. Maximo fought her in court and won, leaving