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CHAPTER 61.
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2026-07-20 04:36:14
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Bound to my Ex husband’s uncle CHAPTER 64.
“I didn’t fuck your uncle, Ethan,” I say, my voice steady but edged with the exhaustion and frustration I have carried for months. “Like I said Ethan…..weather yu want to believe me or not, that’s on you. I got drunk celebrating a deal I helped secure with my own research. Dante helped me to the car and to my room because I could barely stand. That’s it. The photos were twisted by people who love a scandal. And even if they weren’t, after everything you’ve done…..bringing Sophia into our bed, parading her pregnant belly in front of your family while they laughed at my inability to conceive, calling me a whore in the car for daring to walk away…..you don’t get to stand here and demand loyalty like I owe you anything. You broke this marriage long before those pictures existed.”He opens his mouth to argue, his face flushed with rage, but I don’t wait. I turn and head up the stairs, my boots soft on the marble steps, the suitcase wheels rumbling behind me as I drag it along. His voice
Bound to my Ex husband’s uncle CHAPTER 63.
The plane touches down with a gentle jolt on familiar soil, the hum of the engines winding down as we taxi toward the terminal. The flight back has been long and quiet, the clouds giving way to the sprawling cityscape of home. I gather my bags, the new teal scarf from Norway wrapped around my neck like a small piece of the fjords I am carrying with me. Dante walks beside me through the arrivals hall, his presence steady and professional, though the memory of our conversation in the stuck elevator lingers between us like an unspoken understanding. He’s driver is waiting outside, a sleek black car idling at the curb, the engine purring softly in the evening air. Dante turns to me as the driver loads my suitcase into the trunk. “My driver will drop you off at the house,” he says, his voice low and firm, leaving little room for argument. “It’s late. You shouldn’t have to arrange anything after the trip.”I nod, gratitude warming my chest despite the complicated tangle of emotions I
Bound to my Ex husband’s uncle CHAPTER 62.
The morning light filters through the curtains of my lodge room, soft and pale after the storm’s cleansing rain. I wake slowly, the fjord outside my window calm and glittering under a clearing sky, the mountains standing sharp and majestic against the blue. My body feels rested but my mind is already turning over the events of last night….the raw conversation in the stuck elevator. The weight feels lighter this morning, not gone, but shared. Still, I make a quiet decision as I sit up in bed, the sheets cool against my skin. I am not going to the finalizing and paper signing today. It is not like I am truly needed there anyway. The deal is secured because of the research and presentation I delivered. The business side….Dante’s domain….can handle the formalities without me. Today is for closing this chapter of the trip on my own terms, preparing for the flight home at 1pm. I move through the room with deliberate calm, the wooden floors cool under my bare feet. Packing is methodi
Bound to my Ex husband’s uncle CHAPTER 61.
The elevator is still stuck, the dim emergency light casting a reddish glow over the small space as the storm continues to rage outside. Rain lashes the shaft above us, thunder rumbling like distant artillery, vibrating through the metal walls and floor. I am leaning against the cool panel, my arms wrapped around myself, the raw words I just spilled about the party, Sophia, my infertility pain, and Ethan’s cruel accusations still hanging heavy in the air between us. Dante stands steady across from me, his presence filling the confined box without overwhelming it, his blue eyes locked on mine with that calm, protective intensity that always seems to see straight through my defenses.He is quiet for a long moment after I finish speaking, the lightning flashing briefly to illuminate the strong lines of his face….the slight furrow in his brow, the set of his jaw. When he speaks, his voice is low and steady, cutting through the howl of the wind. “I took care of the tabloids,” he says
Bound to my Ex husband’s uncle CHAPTER 60.
We sit near the fire, the heat gradually drying my sweater and warming my chilled skin. The silence between us is not uncomfortable, but it is thick with everything unsaid…..the tabloids, last night, the pull I can’t seem to ignore. I realize I am hungry, my stomach growling softly after the long day and the emotional drain of the photos. “I think I need to get something from the restaurant before it closes or the storm shuts everything down,” I say, standing up.Dante rises too. “I’ll walk with you.” We head toward the elevator, the emergency lights casting long shadows down the hallway. The storm rages louder outside, wind howling around the building as we step into the elevator, the doors closing with a soft ding that feels too normal for the chaos outside. The car starts its descent, but halfway down, the power flickers again and everything stops. The lights go out completely, plunging us into pitch blackness for a heartbeat before a weak emergency bulb kicks in, bathing t
Bound to my Ex husband’s uncle CHAPTER 59:
Ethan’s messages are escalating too, a string of increasingly angry texts demanding I call him, accusing me of embarrassing the family, of throwing myself at Dante to hurt him. I don’t open them fully. I can’t.. I came to Norway to breathe, to work, to reclaim something of myself after months of shrinking. Now the world is watching and twisting even that into something ugly.I need air. Real air. I step out onto the small balcony, sliding the glass door closed behind me with a soft click. The cold hits immediately, sharp and invigorating, raising goosebumps on my arms beneath the sweater. The fjord stretches out below, beautiful and vast, the water a deep, dark mirror reflecting the fading oranges and pinks of the sunset. Mist is rising from the surface, curling like whispered secrets around the base of the steep mountains. The wind is picking up noticeably, tugging at my hair and the edges of my new scarf, carrying the briny scent of the sea and the deep green of the pine forest
Bound to my Ex husband’s uncle CHAPTER FIVE:
The Walker family banquet is exactly the kind of event I suddenly hate now. Expensive, elegant and Fake. Crystal chandeliers glow warmly above the massive ballroom while wealthy guests dressed in designer clothes laugh and socialize like their lives are perfect. I stand beside Ethan near the
Bound to my Ex husband’s uncle CHAPTER FOUR:
I scrub my skin until it burns. Still, I can’t get rid of the feeling of Ethan’s betrayal crawling all over me. The bathroom is silent except for the sound of running water and my uneven breathing. Steam fogs the mirrors while my hands shake violently beneath the stream. I squeeze my eyes shut ha
Bound to my Ex husband’s uncle CHAPTER THREE:
“I’m not coming back.” “Yes, you are.” The certainty in his tone chills me, like he genuinely believes I belong to him no matter what he does. “I’m filing for divorce.” His breathing changes slightly. Then colder this time, “Don’t do something stupid because you’re emotional Amelia. I close m
Bound to my Ex husband’s uncle CHAPTER TWO:
Pain flashes across his face for the first time tonight. Good. I toss it onto the bed beside the other woman. “Happy anniversary.” Then I turn toward the door. “Amelia, wait.” He catches my wrist in the hallway. The second he touches me, disgust crawls violently across my skin and I yank fre
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