Married First Loved Later : A Flash Marriage With My Ex’s "uncle" Novels & Stories

Quentin, eyes still on me, gave Shane the tiniest nod back. Shane and I stepped off to a quiet corner. He jumped in first. "Mirelle, is this thing with Uncle Quentin just to mess with me? You hit the bridal shop the same day I did, and now you're getting married today too? That's not a coincidence." I sighed. It actually was. He let out a sharp laugh. "You really planned this. Even faked a marriage cert. Well, congrats—you got under my skin. I can't stand the thought of you with someone else. Even if it's my uncle."

"She'd probably tell me to go back to the dance floor and forget I saw you." "And yet here you are." "And yet here I am." I looked at him. "I told you. I'm here to make the worst decision of my life. Wise decisions are for normal nights." He studied me. "What happened?" "My husband," I said. "And my sister. Together. In my bed. On our anniversary." Three seconds of silence. "Today?" His eyebrow lifted. "A few hours ago." Something that looked like anger crossed his expression briefly. "And you came here."

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.

He says, raising his voice a bit. “Oh, so my ex-best friend somehow ended up in your bed naked when you were naked too? Damn, the universe does crazy things.” I say sarcastically, shaking my head. I could tell they all enjoyed the drama that played out in front of them. I just wanted to be gone from here, I thought I would never see him again. But the universe does crazy things. “And the best thing for you to do was get married to my uncle?" He asks, staring at me with what seemed to be disgust and irritation.

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

Even I said the same thing and then ended by signing the legal marriage certificate. I didn't know how, but I certainly felt relieved. But on the one hand, I still couldn't believe that I was actually married to a man who was my ex-fiancé’s uncle. An awkward feeling came over me as we exited the building. He, who had been tense, no longer showed that expression. Did that mean he was relieved? "This marriage is purely a transaction, Emily," he said, starting to call my name. "You don't have to worry if I have any malicious intentions towards you."

"Dad, my Second Uncle is with my Second Aunt. Let's go by ourselves." "Okay!" Malcolm took his wife's hand and walked outside. Gilbert said with a smile, "Sis, Second Uncle and Second Aunt are so loving." "You talk, you're at the age where you should be getting married too, and you don't even have a girlfriend," Amanda felt that getting married early was a good thing. Their family's circumstances weren't bad either; all that was missing was a sister-in-law. Gilbert looked at her amused. "Sis, how did you join the marriage-urging industry too?"

I said unintentionally; I guess my heart responded. “You do?” He was surprised; I had to cup his face. “Yes, my heart skipped a beat for you too,” I said, my hands now brushing his lips. What was I doing? I was about to fix my relationship with Clinton; why was I suddenly feeling this way for Jade? “No, I can’t,” he pulled away in a moment when our lips almost met. “What’s wrong?" “You’re my uncle's wife now; I can’t do this; I can’t sleep with my uncle's wife; you’re his—”

Her heart missed a beat. She turned to look at Sasha and frowned, her tone serious. "Sasha, you are overthinking. He is Clark's uncle, which means he is my elder. The situation was critical at that time. He just acted out of an elder's concern for a junior." "Huh? He is your husband's uncle?" Sasha opened her mouth wide in shock. "Oh my god, that is too dramatic... But, even if he is an uncle, that look in his eyes was too impure..."

He had been my rock through everything, and I was eternally grateful. As we walked, I couldn’t help but reflect on how far we’d come. It seemed like a lifetime ago that I had first met Ares under such dire circumstances. My mind drifted back to the day my world had turned upside down. My ex-husband, Daniel, Ares's nephew, had tried to kill me. The memory was still vivid – the fear, the desperation, and the betrayal. Daniel had been a despicable man, cunning and ruthless. Our marriage had been a nightmare, a prison from which I saw no escape. Until Ares came into my life.