The Surrogate Bride Of My Ex S Uncle Novels & Stories

From the look of things, something was troubling our uncle, and he was trying to find a way of telling us. "Luke asked me not to tell you two this, but since it has come to this, I have to tell you the truth," He said, and the moment I heard my father's name, my heart began to race. The last thing I wanted to learn was that one of my parents was dying. Whatever Uncle Caleb had to tell me was serious. "They should have been back by now. But something happened during the wedding. The bride and groom were kidnapped, and Tia and Luke...," He said, and I noticed he was fighting back the tears.

"We are sorry for this misunderstanding. We'll just sort this out outside, right Mr. De Luca?" The man….Mr. De Luca cocks his head. "Will we? I don't mind doing it here though". There's a fine sheen of sweat on Uncle's forehead. "Please…. let's just step out for a while eh?". Mr. De Luca turns around and looks at me and Cody. "Which is your child, Ken?". Uncle hesitates a little. "The bride is my niece, sir". He flashes a smile at me. "I'm afraid this wedding won't take place. At least...not before your uncle gives me my money".

"Sweetheart, I never stalked you. I collected information about you." "Same thing," I crossed my arms blankly. "That Uncle of yours," He paused, "never gave away he belonged to a rich household." Right. Low-key, lazy, unpredictable. "He's... Maximus Leinster," We spoke it in unison. That's Uncle for you. I exhaled a breath and waved a hand in dismay, letting out a 'forget it' before turning to him, "What's next?" "I have a wedding gift for you." "It's a fake marriage. You don't-" Before I could continue further, he tapped on his mahogany desk.

Giving him a curt nod, I step outside for a smoke wondering how something so simple could make someone happy? “So, I noticed something.” I look down at the girl who has just spoken. Sia. “What?” I ask. “Well, Grandad is marrying Grandma Shelby… that will make you and Uncle Atticus brothers, but you are also mated to Uncle Atticus’s sister! Isn’t it complicated?” Yeah, it fucking is. “How about you don’t worry your head over things like this and go see what your mom’s doing?” I suggest. She giggles as if amused by my reaction and hurries off inside and I shake my head, staring at the sky, wondering why on earth I agreed to be his best man.

I figured no one was in the mood to party since my uncle’s eldest daughter had passed away not long ago. Vincent made his way over. “Adrian! Looking sharp. Marriage suits you,” he said, the smile not quite reaching his otherwise stern face. “Thanks. When’s your turn? Anyone special in your life?” “You didn’t hear? I’m getting married soon.” “Seriously? Didn’t see that coming.” “It’s a long story. I’ll tell you later.” As the groom made his rounds, the bride sat alone, looking like she’d rather be anywhere else. Amber leaned in and whispered, “I’m gonna go check on the bride,” before walking over to her.

“... Did he threaten you by any chance? Or did he discover your secret and he is forcing you to marry him to keep it? You better tell me now, so I can help.” “You know I can hear you loud and clear, uncle,” Aldrich said and we all laughed again. Uncle Thornhart and Aldrich took an excuse to discuss privately. He came back minutes later and announced our departure. “I hope you will be able to attend our wedding, uncle,” I said sadly. Even though the wedding was fake, I just wanted as many familiar faces as possible. “I'm sorry, Mara but I can't. I will send you my wishes and gifts instead.” “Okay, uncle.” I bowed to him. “Goodbye and stay healthy.”

I shook my head in refusal, trying my very best to dispel the thoughts and assumptions that the man I had a one-night stand with after my divorce, the man who had brought me back home, was actually related to my ex-husband and, even worse, his uncle. I laughed like a maniac, my fingers running through each strand of my hair as I kept my gaze locked on the plaque. I was now married to my own ex-husband's uncle? No… that didn't make any sense. It was just all in my head, right? I tried my best to keep my head intact, to keep my thoughts straight, but I just couldn't convince myself that this was all my imagination. It was real. I had signed a marriage contract with my ex-husband's uncle, and e

“If you called to waste my time—” “Oh, but I didn’t. I called to ask you something important.” Jake’s voice dropped lower, almost taunting. “Tell me, Uncle… how does it feel to marry your cousin’s fiancée?” Ben’s jaw clenched. “I didn’t steal her from you, Jake. You lost her all on your own.” Jake let out a humorless laugh. “Lost her? Is that what you think? Tell me, Ben, how does she feel in your arms? Is she as warm as she was with me? Does her skin still taste as sweet?”

Gasps echoed around the ballroom. “I’ve found someone who can give me the future I deserve,” Adrian announced. Vanessa smiled shyly, resting a hand on her stomach. “We’re in love.” My vision blurred. No. No… This couldn’t be real. My own cousin. The cousin I had trusted. The cousin I had welcomed into my home. Someone laughed behind me. Another guest whispered loudly, “No wonder he divorced her.” “I heard she couldn’t have children.” “What a waste of three years.” I couldn’t breathe.

I could feel the rigid muscle under his shirt, the steady, heavy thud of his own heart beating against my palms. "This is supposed to be a strategic alliance," I reminded him, though my own words sounded weak, hollow even to my own ears. "It is strategic," Julian agreed, his large hand sliding up to the back of my neck, his fingers tangling into my hair, holding me in place. "It's strategically brilliant. Because while Marcus is spending the next month scrambling to keep his dignity intact, you and I are going to plan a wedding that will seal the Vance empire forever." "And after the wedding?"