I Married My Ex's Uncle Novels & Stories

I said slowly, still not looking at him, "that I just slept with my ex-husband's uncle." ~A day ago~ "You have no choice but to attend." Adrian said it the way he said most things. He cut into his meat and put a piece in his mouth without looking up. I set my fork down. "I don't like being forced into things," I remarked. "You know that." He smirked, swirling the wine in his glass then finally looked at me. "Says the woman who was forced to marry me." "I decided to." He didn't argue. He just turned back to his plate and let the silence settle like he'd already won.

And now, there was news that his own uncle had married her? He couldn't believe it. "This isn't true, right?" Ronan looked back and forth between Daniel and Martha. "How could Uncle marry Alexa?" His voice trembled. He was terrified that Devan might find out about his attempt to kidnap Alexa. His uncle, who was notorious for being ruthless and cold-blooded, would never let him off easily. "How could it happen? You dare ask how?!" Daniel raised his voice. "If you hadn't cheated on Alexa, she would never have married Devan!" His eyes widened with fury.

Why would he offer to let me use him for revenge against his own nephew? "Is he serious about marrying me? He’s Lucas’s uncle—if I divorce Lucas to marry him, people might even accuse me of being the villain here." I spoke to the empty room, letting out another weary sigh. "I don’t know what to think anymore…" Thankfully, Lucas wouldn’t be coming home tonight. If he did, I wasn’t sure what I’d say—or if I’d even be able to keep my composure when I knew he was lying to my face. But the biggest question of all still hung over me: Why would Uncle Noah offer to marry me just so I could get back at Lucas? Lucas was his blood relative—so why was he choosing to help me?

"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.

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.

“Grandpa, cousins, this is Rammel Jordan, my husband. Ram, please meet my family, and this is my grandfather.” Grandfather studied him for a long, assessing moment. “I think I know you,” he said finally. Ram inclined his head politely. “Ram Jordan, sir. We met at a hotel during your granddaughter Amanda and my nephew Rafael’s wedding.” I wanted to vanish into the floor. How could I have forgotten that? “You married your ex-boyfriend’s uncle?” Michael hissed under his breath. “Yes, I did,” I said firmly, though my fingers trembled beneath the table. Ram’s hand slid over mine, steady, warm, grounding, and I felt my pulse begin to even out.

When I got home my uncle fucked me three times. We got married an I didn't stop fucking my uncle. I would go to visit him so, he could fuck me. He missed me so much he said. Then, one day I came home after fucking him and my husband was home early. He started undressing me and felt the cum in my pussy. That's when I told him about my uncle and how he had fucked me ever since my dad died, when I was younger.

Martins grumbled watching them leave. “ Let me guess, is that your husband?” “ No ! That's Martin's,my ex-husband's uncle” I replied. “ Ex husband?” “ We are no longer married,I mean I forgot about the divorce but I eventually remembered…Luke and I aren't married” I frowned. “ Then his uncle likes you,What a great twist and a funny triangle as well” Richard laughed. “ Shut up…Martins don't like me ,We just have this love and hate kind of friendship,We have known each other before I got married to Luke, Yeah so it's nothing like that…”

“Wow!.....I thought it was a dream when I saw you at dinner…Now you're kissing my uncle who has a 25 year gap….You want to have revenge so bad…Don't you?” I crossed my arms. “Say what you came to say and leave.” “So it’s true,” he said. “You married him.” “I didn’t invite you here…..Why in fact are you here?” He ignored that. “My uncle…..Of all people.” I felt something sharp twist in my chest. “You really think I planned this around you?” I snapped. “You tell me,” he shot back. “You disappear. Then suddenly you’re married to one of the most powerful men in the world…..who is my uncle.”

I blurted, shaking my head furiously, hands flying up in denial. His eyes narrowed, sharp and searching, as though he could see straight through me. “Then what is it?” It’s you, I wanted to scream. It’s because I can’t accept that you’ll never love me… Because I can’t compete with your beautiful ex-wife while I’m nothing but ordinary. Because knowing you’re my ex-boyfriend’s uncle makes it unbearable to even face you…