All Chapters of Pleasured by my Ex-Husband’s Uncle: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

MELANIE~•~My lips parted, but no words came out. I didn’t know what to say, especially after the conversation I just had with his mother.She was my grandmother-in-law. Well, ex, but she used to be anyway. It wasn’t like I intended to marry Christian, but if things became good with us and we got to that point, which probably wouldn’t happen in a few years, but if it eventually happened, she’d have to become my mother-in-law instead.That was weird for everyone involved, especially her and me. She still liked me, though I wasn’t entirely sure why, but I was certain she’d hate me if I started dating her son. She’d think I was jumping from one Jones man to the other even though I couldn’t control my feelings for Christian.I liked him.There, I said it.I liked him, but I also knew the complications that would come with dating him. I didn’t owe Patrick anything, but I wouldn’t be able to hang around Christian in front of him purely out of guilt.I was so lost in my thoughts that I di

MELANIE ~•~ Christian was very serious when he said he would message me regularly. It was weird, going from barely texting to texting from morning through evening. He sent me a good morning text when he woke up and a goodnight text before he went to bed. Then, he realized he usually went to bed too late and started sending the goodnight text at nine at night religiously. It made the six weeks a lot longer than it needed to be and I found myself wanting it to end already. That probably made me a hypocrite but I couldn’t help myself. Talking to him every day was funny and I was subconsciously beginning to look forward to the dinner already. I’d suggested pressing pause for six weeks to see if the feelings I had for him were actually real. I wanted to see if it was just circumstances forcing me to attach myself to him, but I finally understood what he meant when he said it was torture. It was torture for me too. Only four weeks later and I wanted it to end. I had a repor

MELANIE~•~I didn’t want to meet Christian’s mother at the family house because I didn’t want to run into anyone from the Jones family so she suggested another one of their properties a little out of town.It sat at the end of a quiet street, with a garden that looked overgrown on purpose. I stood at the gate with my hands wrapped around the handle of the little gift bag I’d agonized over for an hour and wondered if I should just turn around and leave.The gate slid open before I could ring the bell.I was startled for a bit but I took a deep breath and walked inside. She was already standing by the doorway, wearing a cream cardigan and looking nothing like the formidable matriarch who had sat at the head of the banquet table that night.“There you are.” She smiled when I reached her. “I’ve been watching you through the intercom for five minutes. You looked like you were deciding whether to flee.”“I was,” I admitted. She laughed and pulled me into a hug. “Honesty first. That’s admi

MELANIE~•~“I’ve been waiting for this moment all my life!”“That’s a bit dramatic.”“Well, maybe not all my life, but since the moment I felt the charge between you two. I knew this was coming!”I rolled my eyes at Celina’s words. “You’ve never seen both of us in the same room,” I pointed out.“But I could tell through the recap of your interactions!” She argued. “Anyway, I called it and I’m excited it’s finally happening.”I couldn’t help but smile.I’d updated Celina about our relationship every step of the way. After we slept together, she’d been the happiest woman on the planet and when I told her about the six-week break, she’d looked at me like I was the craziest woman on the planet.She had called me early this morning to ask what the update was after the break and I ended up telling her that we were going on a date tonight.That was how she hurried to my place with all her styling tools for hair and makeup. She even brought a few dresses of hers which were a bit too revealin

CHRISTIAN~•~After six long weeks, I was finally sitting across from Melanie in a restaurant. And unlike the last time we ate alone, it wasn’t to negotiate a contract.We were on an actual date.We didn’t even have to talk. Just watching her sit across from me as she ate was satisfying enough.I watched as she finished the last bit of wine in her glass and didn’t pour any more. I couldn’t stop myself from commenting on it. “Only one glass tonight?”She looked up at me with flushed cheeks. “I’m not an alcoholic, you know?”I hummed and took a bite of my food. “Your past actions say otherwise.”“It was only two times!” She argued.“It’s okay, Melanie. You can drink more if you want to. I’m not judging you.”“I don’t want any more. One glass is enough for me.”“If you say so, Melanie.”She glared at me, but, knowing she wouldn’t win the fight, stayed quiet and resumed eating.I, on the other hand, couldn’t focus on my food. My eyes were stuck on her. Melanie was beautiful, but tonight,