Falling For My Ex's Uncle Novels & Stories

’ I mulled in my head, not having the confidence to ask him to complete his sentence. “Take these with you,” he said, throwing his shirt at me. I left his room hurriedly without looking back, but I could tell how angry he was. I couldn't believe that I almost had sex with Dell's uncle. I sighed heavily not believing my level of stupidity. Then I wondered how stupid I was not to notice that my fiance and sister have been having an affair. Everyone seems to know except me. Being a fool doesn't exactly make me weak, but I just wanted to. I signed the contract with such a clause with that jerk and I'm just realizing it. And that moment I swore not to fall in anybody's trap again.

All of a sudden, I closed my mouth almost in surprise when my memories of that man popped up in my mind. This man's resemblance to John made me think that he was John. It turns out that no, this man is not Jhon, but… "So you are...?" I felt my heart beating very fast, realising that I had slept with another man who was none other than Chase, Jhon's uncle. I could feel my face heating up, realising I had made a fatal mistake. I bit my lip, feeling that this wasn't right. "Did you remember me? Wasn't last night a fun night for us?"

"Ridicule? That’s what you think I do to the family, don’t you? It’s really good that you went straight to the point now. I was wondering when..." "Enough!" She snapped. "You know that was not what I meant." I clicked my tongue, hating the gaslighting I’m being forced to tolerate on a daily since I knew how to talk. "You don’t need to make him feel better, Dani," one of my uncles grumbled. "I’m definitely going to loose face when I go out since my own nephew decided to marry a scum." I looked at my bald uncle, my hands curling at my sides to fists. "I don’t think anyone goes to your home to dictate what should happen there. I would suggest you mind your own business or I might make you," I s

His words pierced through me, leaving me feeling hollow and betrayed. "Let me tell you a secret, my uncle, who is showering you with all love and affection, is already engaged to someone else. You're just a temporary distraction for him until he gets what he really wants." My heart sank as the realization hit me; his words cut through me like a knife. "Like you were to me, a pawn for his mere pleasure and amusement," he added with a smirk, his true colors shining through as he walked away, leaving me standing there in shock and disbelief.

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.

Didn't I hear it wrong? "Uncle...Hmmm...I mean James.." "Don't call me by my name. Please call me by any lovey nickname you want." James protested slightly. I had called him Uncle, because he was my ex's uncle. Yes, Jack was my ex-boyfriend who was such a jerk, he had fucked another girl on our two year anniversary. And you know what? The girl he was fucking was my best friend. "So, what were you going to say?" My daydream was interrupted by James.

Uncle Kilton was single at 53, I remembered I was in High school when his wife died with pregnancy. My first older men adventure when when my maths teacher caugh me touching myself after school in the bathroom, and we had hell of a time banging and fucking each other. Since then, my uncle became my next catch. We started with the ta,king stage last week, and this week, Mum left to visit my grandmother on how to settle the issues with Dad. Today was the day, last night we could barely do anything, but today... I skip cheerleading practice I loved so much.

His uncle had a knack for humiliating him, he would be an idiot to ignore his uncle’s provocation. If he actually thought of it, he was gaining both ways-he was ruining his uncle reputation and earning money at the same time.

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.

Now, it’s a lifeline. I close my eyes, piecing it together. I remember the accident.The one that no one really reported on. The one I barely paid attention to because I didn’t know who it involved. But now, I do, , Josh was watching the report with horror when he saw the plate number of the car that crashed. Josh’s uncle, and it was no accident; it was a planned attack, a calculated move to take him out. And with his death, everything collapsed. The company’s stocks plummeted, and in the aftermath, Josh’s family’s fortune crumbled. He was a distant member, but he felt the shockwaves. I remember how he changed after that—how his confidence faltered and his arrogance dimmed. Everything went do