Sweet Revenge: Kissing My Ex's Uncle

Chapter 3

Word Count: 797 | Released on: 22/04/2026

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r her skin. For a split second, the cold was a relief, a bapti

ping uselessly at the surface. Water splashed into her mouth, and she

ol, her fingers scraping against smo

uite's main livin

ments in his hand. He'd come back for the quarterly reports he'd for

ooke

ol indifference, instantly furrowed. There w

Eleanora saw the tall, dark silhouette on the deck. Kason. He'

k away, pushing herself deeper into the pool, away fro

hadow falling over her. He looke

es, the way her pupils were blown wide in the dim light. Th

boardrooms and back alleys, screamed at him. She was on som

and crouched, stripping off his suit jac

fueled nightmare, didn't see a

ter, sending a weak s

ed. "Leave me alone, you... you cheatin

his lips. Old pervert. The insult, so juvenile, only seemed to

said, his voice droppin

f his presence. Sobbing, she tried to swim away, toward

cramp seized her right

ent rigid,

nd terrifying. A desperate, burning need for air consumed her. Her eyes were wide wi

Horace didn

he splash was a violent explosion in the quiet room. He was on

of steel locking her against him. He hauled

from his hair, dripping from his sharp jawline onto her

ng, shameful sense of security. His body was a warm, solid anchor in her spinni

uggles

r wet, trembling arms came up, wrapping around his neck. Sh

resting against his chest. Her lips, swol

y a pliant, desperate clinging. He felt the heat of her body through

id, every muscle tensing

ce was a low, guttural snarl, laced with

hell did

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“Eleanora arrived at the city's most exclusive club with a custom cake, ready to surprise her boyfriend of six years, Kason, for his birthday. But when she opened the suite door, she found him pressing her cousin Brielle against the sofa, kissing her passionately. Brielle splashed red wine over Eleanora's silk dress, mocking her as a passionless dead fish. "Get out. Don't stand there and ruin my night." Kason didn't even look guilty as he waved her away like a nuisance. Fleeing in tears, Eleanora accidentally drank a spiked cocktail and stumbled into a dark penthouse pool. She was pulled from the water by Horace Reeves-Kason's terrifying, billionaire uncle and the ruthless black sheep of the family. Drugged and hallucinating, she clung to him and whispered Kason's name. "Since he didn't want you, I'll be happy to take his place." That single word triggered a dark, possessive fury in the billionaire as he pinned her to his bed, claiming her completely. Waking up covered in bruises, she realized her six years of blind loyalty had been a complete joke. She had escaped a cheating boyfriend only to be trapped by the most dangerous predator in Manhattan. Forced by her mother to attend a family dinner that very night, she was suddenly dragged into a dark VIP room by Horace. He kissed her brutally against the door, just as Kason and Brielle walked by and pushed it open. Seeing his uncle pressing his ex-girlfriend against the wall, Kason's jaw went slack in absolute shock. Horace slowly lifted his head, his eyes like chips of ice as he looked at his nephew. "Get out."”