Marrying My Ex's Uncle Novels & Stories

Solemn songs soon filled the air, and after a while, the relatives of the deceased was asked to come forth to pay their respects before the casket was lowered. I gazed around, my heart aching unexpectedly. None of my family members had come to my burial. I knew that I had gone against their will and married Kenneth back then because of ‘love’ but they could have still attended their own daughter’s burial, but then, I spotted a familiar face amidst the crowd, it was Marilyna and her were eyes red and puffy from crying. "Problem?" Alexander suddenly asked beside me, his voice low. I shook my head, composing myself.

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."

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

“I apologize for what happened that night, Alpha Carlos. But that’s the end. I can’t have any relationship with you.” Carlos stilled, frowning in confusion. He spluttered. “Why? Don’t you find me attractive?” As he disregarded the basic issue, I reminded him. “You are my ex’s uncle, Alpha Carlos. If I knew it before, I would have never approached you. Please forgive me.” It was my duty to ask for his forgiveness, refusing him after a promise was a dangerous thing. Moreover, I couldn’t be in the bad books of an Alpha after divorce. Xander was enough to trouble me.

Donald whispered. Uncle? Anne's heart stopped. Hades looked at Donald with cold eyes. "You're causing a scene. Leave my fiancée alone.”

The attorney says stiffly. A couple of hours later we are in a plush office in Boston and a man who has the same blond curls as Ambrose and looks much like an older, more wealthy version of my man is walking in. He walks right up to Ambrose. “I am sorry, that I have not met you until now, I was not permitted the opportunity. I am a very private man since my divorce and work solely out of my home, so rarely go out in public, but have inquired about you often. I am your Uncle Marcel, this he reaches behind him is my partner, Ted. My ex-wife let us keep the children, and I would love to introduce you to your cousins later. You can stay with us tonight!” I am surprised by his congeniality.

he points finally to Dante. My eyes stay wide open in shock sharing a locked look with Dante, “Lord I married my ex-husband's uncle.”

We both had similar childhoods, dealing with nightmares. “That’s not going to happen, Elena. Sierra, my wife? I can’t allow that.” I didn't even plan on getting married if not for my stupid father's will that left me no other option. All this shouldn’t even be happening in the first place. Why does Uncle Marc want to make things worse for me?

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.

For a second, I almost see anger flicker beneath his calm expression. Possession. Like he can’t stand the idea of losing control over me. Finally, he lets go slowly. “We have my grandmother’s birthday banquet tomorrow,” he says stiffly. “Don’t embarrass the family.” I stare at him in disbelief. That’s what matters right now? Public appearance? Family reputation? God, I really married a stranger. “I’ll be there,” I say flatly. “After that, send the signed divorce papers to my lawyer.” Then I walk past him without another glance.