Entangled With My Ex's Uncle Novels & Stories

"But what about the woman you were with? You seemed excited about her." "I was, but I don't like talking about it. But I'll talk to you because we talk about everything. As you know, I was forced to break up with her, and now..." He smiled awkwardly. "For some reason, she married my uncle, Richard." "That scoundrel, it seems he always wants everything that's yours!" she grumbled, hitting the table in anger.

The last thing she needed was for Charlotte and Jason to get wind of their encounter. Unfortunately, Charlotte had already read her lips, and her eyes widened as she pieced everything together. “OMG!” she gasped a little too loudly. “Jasmine, don’t tell me you slept with your ex-fiance's uncle? That’s what you did last night, isn’t it?” A collective gasp erupted from the crowd, and Jasmine's heart sank. Her hands fisted the sides of her dress as panic flared within her. This is what she was trying to avoid.

Charvie was quick to place a hand on Jessamine's lips. "Stop being noisy, I said mine calmly." "Bryan's uncle, Is he old? Like old... white-haired old." Jessamine lowered her voice, trying not to yell. 'Old...nah, she was sure Cruz was older than her, because being her ex's uncle says it all, but not the kind of old Jessa had in mind...Jessa loved hot guys and she could die for one, if she saw Cruz, she wondered what would be her reaction.' "I had no choice, he was better than a cheat." Charvie shrugged keeping Jessamine in a suspense Jessa didn't like.

I have never been more satisfied at a revenge, rebound sex in my entire life. It was never one of his best friends I hooked up with, it was his uncle. It makes a hell lot of sense why he was present that day too and why Resa had his number to share. It also makes a lot of sense why I couldn’t remember him being at the grill. He probably dropped by for a short while to drop off or see his nephew before leaving. I don’t know, I don’t care, it’s just intriguing to ponder. I let out a sigh.

His voice had taken on that smug, self-assured tone he always used when he spoke about his family. My mind keeps drifting back to the alley, to the man with the gun and those intense grey eyes. The world around me felt static, a dull hum compared to the vivid, dangerous memory of that encounter. With feigned curiosity, I cut him short and ask, “And how about your uncle? You’ve mentioned him a few times, but I don’t know much about him.” Josh’s response is terse. “He’s fine.” He gives me a suspicious glance, clearly wondering why I’d brought up his uncle out of the blue. I play it cool.

I wasn't usually the type to focus, but I couldn't afford to mess this up—especially not now. The sound of the door opening snapped me from my thoughts. I didn't turn, thinking it was Casper returning, but a familiar voice called out, “Where's my uncle’s betrothed?” The voice was oddly familiar. I turned, and my jaw dropped in disbelief. It was Leon—my ex-boyfriend! What was he doing here in Monaco? As if we were in sync, his smile faded quickly, leaving his mouth agape and his eyes wide with shock when he saw me.

The thought that we were live on TV made me wince. "I don't know this man." I tried denying but no one seemed to buy my story. Rain raised a brow but didn't say a word. Lucas chuckled darkly. "When I called you a slut, never would I have guessed that you slept with my uncle? Just how shameless can you be?!" He yelled while glancing at his uncle. “Uncle, I’m so sorry that this happened …” Lucas began and I couldn’t help but wish to disappear. “I’m sure she did this to get back to me, I didn’t even know you were back… I would have kept my slut of an ex-wife at bay…. Just like she did me, I'm sure she seduced you, right?!" He asked.

I shook my head in refusal, trying my very best to dispel the thoughts and assumptions that the man I had a one-night stand with after my divorce, the man who had brought me back home, was actually related to my ex-husband and, even worse, his uncle. I laughed like a maniac, my fingers running through each strand of my hair as I kept my gaze locked on the plaque. I was now married to my own ex-husband's uncle? No… that didn't make any sense. It was just all in my head, right? I tried my best to keep my head intact, to keep my thoughts straight, but I just couldn't convince myself that this was all my imagination. It was real. I had signed a marriage contract with my ex-husband's uncle, and e

“I brought a friend, to be honest we both needed the weekend off.” Uncle? My mysterious stranger who I had a one night stand with is my best friend’s uncle which makes him my ex boyfriend’s uncle too!

“U. Uncle Ethan.” That was when my world stopped. Uncle? Could this true or I'm the one hearing the wrong thing? My breath caught in my throat. The word echoed in my head like a gunshot. Uncle… Ethan? I looked properly this time. His face was calm. Too calm. Sharp features carved like they were never meant to smile easily. He looked young. far younger than Liam and one could think Liam was his elder brother not knowing he was Liam’s uncle. His eyes were dark, cold, and deep, like still water that hid danger underneath.