Married Ex-fiancé's Uncle Novels & Stories

he demanded, grip tightening, “even when things are this bad?” I tried to pull away, irritation burning hot. When I couldn’t, I looked straight into his eyes. “Rowland,” I said sharply, “remember this—I was your Uncle Nathan’s wife. Even if the marriage is over, legally there’s still a connection and our mate bond hasn't been severed yet. How do you expect me to accept help from my ex-husband’s nephew?” My words were like cold, clean, merciless blades. Rowland opened his mouth to speak but closed it. Pain flickered through his eyes, but his grip didn’t loosen.

"I'm so sorry, Casper. I had no idea something like that happened." I guess I should have never asked in the first place. He looked somehow sad telling me his ex-wife cheated on him with another man. It must have hurt to even catch them in the act, just the same way I caught Leon and my cousin. He shrugged, trying to downplay the situation. "It's not a big deal." I nodded. "Of course it isn't a big deal." Turning to him, I asked, "So how is it going outside? I mean, how is the media still flowing about what happened? I heard your grandmother requested that you see her."

“Liam. You’re here. For a moment, I thought you might brush me off, like you always brush off anything tied to our father’s wealth.” Liam took his seat opposite him, his movements calm and deliberate. When he finally looked up, his eyes glinted with amusement. “Our father’s wealth? Don’t forget, Adams—we don’t share the same father. You’re not my brother in the way you like to claim. You’re my nephew. Your father was my elder brother.”

I sat up slightly, staring at the wall across from me, a thought creeping in that I immediately tried to shove back down. Was I the one he was talking about? Was I the person he said he was interested in but couldn’t have? Oh my God. I pressed both hands against my face, groaning quietly into my palms. That couldn’t be right. He was my boss. He was Julian’s uncle, technically still my family by marriage, even if that marriage existed in name only at this point. It didn’t make sense, and yet the more I turned it over in my head, the harder it became to come up with any other explanation that actually fit.

" I explained briefly. Maya still looked at me like I was speaking gibberish. "Or…have you resigned from that? No, it's okay if you don't do that anymore. I.... "Name who?" She cuts in. A broad smile took over my face. "My uncle... his..." I gulped so hard before I could pronounce the word. "His wife. I need you to take him away until she has no choice." "Why? You want her to be yours?" She smiled, knowing that I must be guilty of something.

Seeing that he had gotten off the bed, I folded my arms, stared at him, and scoffed, "Do you think I'm a fool? What does marrying you have to do with getting revenge on Jude and Riley?" "Jude's mother is my sister and that means he is my nephew," he stated and once again, my eyes widened in surprise. In all the years I dated Jude, he never once told me he had an uncle. He made me believe his mother was an only child, greatly loved by his grandfather. The information I had received about Simon did not show that he had a sibling, so I became even more suspicious. "You're Jude's uncle?" I asked, my suspicion obvious. He sighed, "I know how this seems, but unless you dig deeper, you won't find a

The dress was the right one and she was getting married in it and everything else could wait. Damien drove them home, He was quite unusual and replied in monosyllables. "Your uncle seems really cool," Maya said. His hands shifted on the wheel. Just slightly. "He's all right." "You seemed uncomfortable." "We're fine." He checked his mirror. "He's been away and Things changed while he was gone so He's adjusting." Maya nodded then She watched the road. Damien checked his rearview mirror, clearing his throat and shifting his grip on the steering wheel.

Dave's eyes widened at the sudden news; he fixed his gaze on the screen, watching his uncle's facial expression as he revealed their relationship. 'Wife. How?' It has only been a few days since they broke up, so he wondered when did they get married or was it a lie. He knew his uncle was a straightforward person so he would never lie about something like that. He had been following up the news; he knew he would get answers from his uncle after the wedding or through the interview. But the revelation was too stunning. At first, when he saw the title of the article and photos of the two of them, he thought Ivy must have seduced him according to the rumors, since his and Ivy's relationship and

Immediately we locked the door behind him, glaring at me. “What?” “Are you fucking him?” He asked me. My heart sank deep into my stomach. Oh no. Did Damien tell him or did he find out in another way? Maybe I was too jealous of him. I shook my head “No” Mike narrowed his eyes like he did not believe a word I just said. “No? Eric don't lie to me” “No. Why would I be fucking Damien. He is my fiancé's uncle and... “ And what? Eric and what? I have caught you blushing around him. I have seen the way he looks at you. He likes you” he said, his voice filled with pain.

"Victoria?” I immediately burst out laughing, understanding why Victoria had saved the number that way. Georgina arched a brow in displeasure. "Why are you laughing?" I try to stifle my laugh and then finally wipe the grin off my face. "Nothing. What do you want?” "A bit rude, aren't we?" Georgina arched a brow. "Shouldn't you be greeting your husband's sister-in-law with more warmth?" My eyes suddenly widened, realisation hitting me. Georgina now was not my mother-in-law nor was Andrew was not my father-in-law, he was my brother-in-law and my husband Kenneth, is my nephew!