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

I was glaring at him. “What? Oh yes, we never had an agreement after all. So, it was not a valid reason for her not to get married to anyone that she wanted,” Kade said before Tim was relaxing. I think he was worried that I would be engaged when I married him. But I was not, uncle made that story up and I know why. “So, you’re to tell me that you are married to this…this man?” Uncle asked before I nodded. I sipped on the juice that was nice and sweet but I need something else.

“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 the day came my uncle wanted to become my counsel to help me with the process… I refused and it lead to drama between the two of us… My uncle felt he was not needed so he left to start his life in your country… He then meet Martha… Martha was a secretary at the company he went to work for… The company was one of our international companies… My uncle took on the role as CFO.. Martha quickly won my uncle over with her beauty and dedication for the job… He married her after dating for only 7 months… She quickly adjusted to being married to a rich man… My uncle never told her the Royal status… She only found out after his death that my uncle was a prince… She even tried coming on to me and

At the time, he told me that he had to go because his uncle had made the arrangements and he was the richest man in New York. It never occurred to me when I met Hazel that he was the one Collins had spoken about. Nevertheless, there was no reason to be worried. All I did was marry Hazel and at the time I didn't know that I was being forced to marry my ex's uncle. "Yes, I know Miranda," I heard Hazel reply. "How do you know her?" Collins smiled as his gaze fell on me, "She's my girlfriend." The moment the words left his mouth, I charged at him and whacked his face so hard.

He smiled. I took a seat opposite Uncle Michael and looked out of the window. I couldn't help but wonder who the man is I am going to marry. Yes, you heard me right. I am getting married to some mafia boss in America. Uncle Michael asked me if I would be willing to marry someone to make our mafia stronger since the man I would be marrying was bigger and stronger than our mafia. I had to agree because Uncle Michael didn't have any children to marry off. My parents still don’t know about this arrangement and I would like to keep it that way. They can't know I married a man to help our mafia. Mom believes in love but I don’t. Love is for people who are weak.

My hand to face Uncle Richard. "Let's start making arrangements," my uncle said, his eyes shining with excitement. "We'll make this a special day for you and Alice." I nodded again. trying to keep up the pace. They remained beaming, looking excitedly at me and themselves. And I remained in place. Smiling. Pretending. FLASHBACK ENDS ------ PRESENT DAY Now, standing in my room, I couldn’t lie to myself anymore. I wasn’t smiling. I wasn’t sure. But this was the right thing wasn't it? Marrying Alice meant I could protect her, keep her close, watch over her the way I promised a long time ago.

Without waiting to hear more rubbish from him I shut the door angrily, then I suddenly opened the door again because I had something important to tell him. “Well guess what? Your uncle chose me, this would be the last time we speak formally. I am now your uncle’s wife.” I said to him and closed the door with satisfaction. At the beginning of the conversation I really wanted to give him a punch on the face but I stopped myself because the look he had on his face was satisfactory enough for me. ## #### It was getting darker and almost time for my dinner with Jackson. The dress was so beautiful, he sure has a good taste in picking outfits.

I came here many times over the years to meet him only to know that he had stálnot returned. Meeting him after so long and hearing him soll say the same thing I can't help but feel guilty. It's like destroyed his relation with his dad "How's unde" Lasked hesitatingly "He's fine. He has gone to Hawall with his new wife he sakt casualty That was surprising, I can't believe that Uncle octually thought of marrying at this age "You you are ok right?" I asked hoping not that his feelings "Yeah Tam Though I don't stay with dait any lunger. He was upset with me not wanting to marry any woman

He chimed then gazed down at me with the sweetest smile. "Meet my wife, Cassandra Von Duvall, the newest member of the Von Duvall family "My heart started to thud. Everyone's eyes were on me. What was going on? A sharp voice cut through the tension. Sinclair rushed towards me, then grabbed my arm. "What do you mean by your wife? You can't marry my fiancé, uncle. Cassandra is mine." Wait, they were truly related!!!

I fold my arms. "You have to admit this looks suspicious." His mouth twitches slightly, not quite a smile just enough to annoy me. "Does it?" I stare at him. Seriously? "Let's see." I begin counting on my fingers. "I leave my cheating husband." One finger. "I move out." Two fingers. "I get a new job." Three. "And somehow Ethan’s uncle owns the company." I spread my hands dramatically. "How exactly is that not suspicious?" For a moment, Dante simply watches me then he leans back in his chair.