Entangled With My Ex's Uncle Novels & Stories

The words hit me like a slap. “She’s my fucking ex, Uncle!” The words tore out of me, raw and jagged. “Second-hand goods I already broke in. I can’t even count how many times I’ve had her and how many ways. And you… you don’t find that revolting? Screwing your own nephew’s leftovers?” A collective gasp rolled through the ballroom like a shockwave. Phones rose in slow motion. Flashes detonated sharply and some faces froze in horror. Others… Christ, some looked openly entertained.

Everyone immediately stopped talking when they saw both of us make our way into the space. It was as if they never expected that the demon Prince could show up. Adrian was the most shocked. "I thought you said your uncle wouldn't show? What is he doing here?" Camilla cried. Despite my constant tremors from getting drenched in the rain, I lifted my head high and stared straight ahead. Perhaps, I could survive this after all. Perhaps I could succeed at taming the Demon Prince. Perhaps the rumors were all lies to mislead people. There were too many 'perhaps' in my head and I was desperately hoping that they could all be true. I had bad luck with these types of things but I still hoped.

His dark eyes flashed with anger, his presence so oppressive that no one dared to breathe too loudly around him. The lone question mark from her reply stood out glaringly in their chatbox. Then, Jonathan typed the same question again. "My ex has an unusual relationship with my uncle. What should I do?"

For some reason I can't place a finger on. As much as there was no shame between the both of us, I wasn't ready to admit those thoughts to any living soul. I'd rather keep them to myself and let loose whenever those compulsive thoughts crossed my mind. "There's nothing going on between us, he's my ex's uncle for goddess sake." I swallowed the words, hoping they were believable. Just then, Koralie's phone buzzed. Her face puzzled. "Guess who?" "Who?" She bit her lips. "Your ex's uncle."

He nuzzles my neck gently, inhaling deeply, taking in my scent mixed with his. I close my eyes, trying to calm the wild rhythm of my breath. The events of the night replay in my mind, and I can’t help but feel the weight of everything. I let him fuck me, gave myself over to him, knowing he’s my ex-husband’s uncle. A twisted, forbidden reality, but I don’t care anymore.

Grace thought she had finally found a family when the wealthy Wells family adopted her. To win their love, she became everything they wanted—obedient, perfect, and the ideal substitute for their lost daughter. The only person she truly believed cared for her was her boyfriend, Lucas Marino. But her world shattered the day the real daughter returned. Overnight, Grace was cast aside, treated as nothing but a shadow of someone else. Lucas, the man she trusted most, revealed his true heart—he had only ever seen her as a stand-in. Heartbroken and betrayed, grace got drunk and an got in an accident. The accident brought her face-to-face with Ethan Marino—Lucas’s uncle and the powerful head of

CHAPTER 55 Serene Everything I thought I could handle almost destroyed me today. What could be worse than discovering that my ex-husband's uncle has been into me all along? The only difference is that he treats me with all the affection his nephew couldn't. I know this sounds weird, but it is not meant to be my problem right now. Diego and Cruz may come up at my place at any time, which is something I must avoid at all costs.

She lowered her head in regret as I finished saying that to her. It took her a few seconds before she lifted her head and asked me another question, “You and Micheal got close to each other faster than I could imagine. Didn't you feel awkward that you were dating your ex-husband's brother? Didn't you feel awkward that you were dating your baby's uncle?”. Her question left me speechless this time. “Whoa, whoa. What? My baby's uncle?”. I exclaimed, causing the people around us to look at us.

They have met more than I met my father often. As I was about to leave the bench, I stopped in my tracks to see my father with Uncle Adam walking in my direction. Uncle Adam greeted me with a smile before going inside the VVIP room. “Thalia.” “Is it true? About granduncle’s involvement in the case and Damon's ex-wife being a Laverde?” His jaw clenched as he sighed heavily as if he was carrying a huge burden around his shoulder. “The latter is still ongoing, so we don't know if she's telling the truth.” He said as he scratched the bridge of his nose.

I close the door, leaning against it as I try to steady my heartbeat. Even after everything, being around him leaves me feeling raw and exposed, like he’s managed to rip open wounds I thought had healed. I shake my head, trying to clear the lingering anger from my mind. Just as I’m about to return to my seat, my phone buzzes, pulling me back to the present. This time, it’s a message from Michael. We’ve got the evidence we needed, the text reads. Your uncle’s been working with Fiona behind the scenes. The news is a shock, and a dark sense of satisfaction curls in my stomach. So that’s how it is. My uncle, using my father’s absence to scheme behind everyone’s back, and with Fiona, no less.