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What Caesar Dominic Would Do
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2026-07-09 00:57:35
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Claimed By My Ex's Uncle What Caesar Dominic Would Do
JANEVERA’S POV“I’m sorry for the embarrassment my nephew caused you,” Caesar murmured, his lips brushing the shell of my ear as he guided me through the crowd towards the dance floor. His voice was low yet intimate. The heat of his breath sent a shiver racing down my spine.I let him lead, my fingers resting lightly in his, his other hand firm and possessive on the curve of my waist. The moment we stepped onto the polished floor, the string quartet melted into a slow, sensual melody. We began to move, bodies close, steps unhurried, perfectly in sync.But even as we danced, I could feel Caesar’s mind drifting elsewhere. His gaze occasionally flicked towards the mezzanine, calculating. I knew exactly what he was thinking: how the hell could Neven even afford this obscene display? The two-million-dollar venue, the celebrities, and the army of paparazzi outside. It didn’t add up for a man who burnt through money like cheap cologne.‘Maybe Olivia funded it,’ I thought, a bitter little smi
Claimed By My Ex's Uncle Try Not To Choke On The Champagne
NEVEN’S POVFor the first time tonight, Jane looked… uncertain.Her usual fire flickered. Her arm slipped from Caesar’s chest, fingers trembling slightly as they fell to her side. She opened her mouth, lips parting, but no words came, only a flash of something in her eyes. Humiliation? Fear? The terrifying possibility that my plan had finally worked, that Caesar would ultimately see her the way I’d painted her: used, broken, and unworthy.She looked ready to defend herself but Caesar moved first.His hand settled firmly over hers, stilling her before she could speak. A silent command. A quiet reassurance. Then he pulled her closer, anchoring her against his side as if she belonged there.“Neven,” he said, his voice carrying effortlessly across the hushed ballroom, deep and unhurried, “you keep talking about what she used to be with you. What she let you do. What you got tired of.” He paused, letting the frost of his words settle over the crowd. “Let me tell you what I see.”His hand s
Claimed By My Ex's Uncle ANYONE BETTER THAN HER
NEVEN'S POVHit me. Lose control and prove in front of everyone that you’re the same ruthless animal I’ve always known lived under that tailored calm.But before the blow could land, Jane’s hand flashed out, fingers locking around his wrist.“Don’t,” she said. “He’s not worth the scene.”Not. Worth. It and I barked a laugh, jagged and unhinged, the sound scraping the back of my throat raw.“Not worth it?” I echoed, voice cracking on the edge of madness. “What about you, Jane? With a pussy so stretched and used-up it’s practically a public highway…”Caesar lunged again, murder in his eyes.She didn’t let go.Instead she stepped in front of him, chin high.“Speak for your tiny little cock and your saggy balls, old man.”A dozen strangled gasps as they weren't expecting it.A champagne flute slipped from someone’s fingers and shattered against marble.Jane laughed devastatingly. The sound was designed to annoy me.I rounded on Caesar, spit flying with every syllable. “She’ll bleed you dry
Claimed By My Ex's Uncle HIT ME!
Neven’s POV“Your woman?” I scoffed. “She’s beneath your standards and nowhere near your match.”Jane leaned into him, subtle and the slit of her dress flashed a glimpse of thigh, and every man around us sucked in a breath.She lifted her gaze to Caesar, dark and smoky… then turned to me and smiled again.“Funny,” she said softly. “I used to think the same thing about you.”I opened my mouth to fire back but then Caesar pulled her closer, his lips brushing her temple, proud. Like she’d just delivered a perfectly aimed killing blow.Because she had and I was bleeding out in front of the entire room.“Well, as you can see,” Caesar said, his voice smooth, his eyes flicking over Jane Vera as if she were a masterpiece he’d personally commissioned, “with the whole upgrade, don’t you think she’s above my standard and a perfect match?”The words hit me like a slap.“She’s my fucking ex, Uncle!” The words tore out of me, raw and jagged. “Second-hand goods I already broke in. I can’t even count
Claimed By My Ex's Uncle FUCKING WHORE
NEVEN'S POVHow dare he?Caesar’s hand rested low on her bare back, palm splayed, fingers brushing the dimples just above her ass, daring anyone, especially me, to look too long.His touch wasn’t subtle.It was a public claim.A silent, vicious message: This woman you threw away?I caught her.I fucked her and I kept her.He guided her through the storm of cameras like she was his queen, like this was their coronation.Jane walked, and every step beside him felt like a knife twisting deeper into my gut.Because she wasn’t just beautiful.She was his and I?I was the idiot at the top of the stairs. Drink forgotten. My mouth dry, watching the woman I loved walk in on my uncle’s arm… glowing with proof that he’d been inside her. Again. And again. And again.And from the way she smiled at me, slowly, knowing, devastatingly, she wanted me to see every mark.Every head turned.Every conversation died.Even the string quartet faltered for a heartbeat.The paparazzi went feral, lenses snappin
Claimed By My Ex's Uncle HE FUCKED HER
NEVEN’S POVEverything was going smoothly, so smoothly it almost irritated me.The engagement banquet looked rich, chandeliers glowed softly, tables aligned with surgical precision, and the dance floor gleamed, waiting for the “happy couple” to make their grand entrance.I kept doing what was expected, smiling, shaking hands, and welcoming guests like a man thrilled to be engaged.Across the hall, Olivia stood with her parents, playing the sweet, innocent fiancée so perfectly it almost looked natural. She smiled like an angel, soft and harmless, pretending she hadn’t forced me into throwing this banquet. Pretending she hadn’t pressured and threatened me, again and again, until I finally let go of Jane just to give her the perfect moment she demanded.Two million dollars spent just to make tonight look perfect but nothing about it felt perfect to me.I slipped upstairs for air, leaning on the railing. My eyes scanned the crowd not the guests, not the décor but for Vera. Or my uncle. If
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