Entangled With My Ex's Uncle Novels & Stories

And it was him. "Oh ... Wha–what's wrong?" I was so stiff and nervous that my voice stuttered. "You miss me? Because I can feel it from down here ... right where I'm still in the car." My cheeks flushed with embarrassment at being asked that. It felt like there was an inner bond between us, but it would be a mistake for me to fall for my ex-fiancé's uncle. "Why haven't you left yet? Did you leave anything behind?" I was even still trying to change the subject.

Leonard’s jaw tightened visibly. Marcus struck his staff once more. “This council is adjourned.” The chamber began to disperse. As I turned to leave, Leonard stepped close enough that only I could hear him. “You look nervous, Uncle.” I met his gaze coldly. “You look desperate.” His smile thinned. “You can’t prove anything,” he murmured. His words made my spine stiffen. "Once I find your involvement it your father's in this, then be rest assured I would not take it lightly."

He wanted to accompany me into the stores as well, as part of his gamma duties but insisted that he stay with the car. I spent a few hours shopping and getting everything I needed for my studio and just as I was making my way back to the car, I saw a familiar face glaring at me. “Gavin…” I said, freezing in my steps. “So, was this your plan all along?” He seethed. “Get with me so you can get close to my uncle? I bet you’ve been seeing him this entire time.” I narrowed my eyes at him, annoyed by his audacity. “You were the one who cheated on me, Gavin. We could have been happy together, but you threw it all away because you couldn’t keep it in your pants.”

He came and stood behind me, pressing my shoulders, and I smiled. "What is it?" "I think I might kill my nephew if he looks at you for too long." I stood up and faced him properly, then placed a soft kiss on his lips before trying to disentangle from him but no, that wasn’t what happened. I didn’t pull away or anything, because he held me by the waist and pulled me back in. I know it's quite the shocker, how did I end up in this romantic situation with my ex’s uncle? I don't know how it happened but what I was sure of is that it indeed happened.

We went back to work and struggled with the accumulated documents on the table. "Huh... how can my life be at ease if Mr. Enrick is like this? This relationship was very different when I was with Darren. I didn't even realise that Mr Enrick was the uncle of Darren-my ex-boyfriend-who had an affair." My heart ached at the thought of all this, but I couldn't deny that they had a close relationship as brother-uncle and nephew.

How could this happen to me? For goodness sake, Joan was my ex-boyfriend. How could I be on a contract marriage with his uncle? I could sense the beginning of a great controversy.

“Wait, does this mean that you actually sorting out the gifts in the lounge area was real?” She nodded and the sudden knot in my chest tightened. “Yes, you were pissed that Verena was ignoring you and you did everything to infiltrate her space,” My breath became long and ragged. “So, does this mean that it is true that my uncle plans on getting married to my ex-wife?” “I don't know but I guess it is true,” Those words were enough to send me spiraling as a guttural scream tore from my throat. Stacey flinched, fear in her eyes as she shifted. “How long have I been out?”

“Do you have any idea? Someone who has a motive other than your ex-wife?” I shook my head. “I don’t. Our family has always been a target of unscrupulous individuals and organizations. I am sure that my parents had earned enemies here and there over the years. Silent enemies are deadly because we don’t know when and where they will strike.” “What about your uncle? Could he be the suspect?” I shut the idea down immediately. “No. Not Uncle Matt.” After my talk with Brent, I went to look for Uncle Matt. I wished him a happy birthday and was about to leave when he called out my name.

The headlines screamed LYCAN HEIR'S WIFE LEFT IN THE DUST and POWER COUPLE'S UGLY BREAKUP. Since Father passed away, Uncle Derek had become my anchor. He'd moved into our childhood home to oversee the estate, tucked me into bed when I'd cried myself sick over the will. I couldn't drag him into this mire, not when his own life was already a tangled web of mistresses and scandals. "Uncle, nothing happened between me and Lucas." I forced a smile, the muscles in my cheeks aching from the effort. "He was just busy today by chance. Don't worry about it."

They were related. As if my world wasn’t already chaotic and complicated enough now I had to deal with all this. It was like I was living in some of kind of sick and twisted simulation and whoever was controlling it was getting off on seeing me suffer. There was no other explanation. My husband and ex-boyfriend were uncle and nephew and I…oh, my God. This was the worst thing that could have possibly happened right now. Why had he not mentioned it before? But then again he had never seen Dylan’s face and I had never shown it to him. Maybe if I had shown him he would have told me then but I was not fully convinced.