Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle by Aurora Starling

Silver's POV

Leo took Rebecca home while I went with Elliot.

I knew I had no right to be upset over who Elliot spent his time with. But I thought as his wife, he would have a little bit more respect towards me than that.

My stomach knotted at the very thought of Elliot's hands on someone else.

Once he parked the car, he offered his hand to help me out of the vehicle, but I declined it, walking past him and into the mansion. I expected to see a half-naked girl lurking around somewhere but was surprised when I didn't see any.

I turned to face Elliot who was watching me with uncertainty at the doorway.

"What am I supposed to be seeing?" I asked him after a beat of silence.

He furrowed his brows.

"Come with me," he ordered, walking past me and up the stairs.

I sighed and followed him towards our bedroom. My entire body felt paralyzed. Did he seriously have another woman in our bedroom? Was he going to have sex with her in the same bed we slept in? Flashbacks of my time with Gavin invaded my mind; the moment I caught him cheating on me in the same bed we shared together.

I suddenly felt sick.

He looked over his shoulder at me just as he pushed the door open, and he frowned.

"Are you coming?" He asked, watching me almost warily.

I took a deep breath and nodded, trying to hide my unease.

I walked into the room with him and paused when I saw that it was empty. Frowning, I looked at him, expecting him to say something. But his eyes flashed over to a shelf and when my eyes followed his gaze, I nearly choked on my own saliva.

Those were not there this morning.

They are little toy cars.

No; they were model cars.

Models... not a model.

Shame and embarrassment slammed into me like a sledgehammer.

Oh, Moon Goddess. I made such a fool out of myself. I looked at Elliot briefly and saw him still watching me but this time, his right brow was arched. He was waiting for me to say something, but I had nothing to say. I was humiliated and I just wanted the earth to open and swallow me whole.

"I should call Rebecca and see how she's doing," I said in a rush, pointing at the doorway. I wanted to run out of the room and hide.

the wall, pinning me with his body. I sucked in a sharp breath as I looked up at him. My face was probably as red as a cherry and my heart hammered wildly

when you thought I was meeting with a model

stammered, unable to pry my eyes away from his. He had me in a captivated trance; his heat and

asked, a smirk now playing on his

my breathy tone

on my lower abdomen. He got closer to me, pressing his hard body into mine, and just

him away from me as

Not now, not

consumed me and I continued to run until I reached the bottom of the stairs,

I fell to the ground, pressing my back against the

but

was a knock on the

heard Elliot calling out to me. "Are

"I'm okay," I mustered.

as the lights in my vision turned chaotic. My whole body shook, and I heard Elliot saying my

demanded, my voice coming out louder and firmer than

my relief. But that relief only lasted a moment when I saw my hair, which had come loose from my ponytail, and draped

at my hands, I saw how pale

truly was a

something Elliot could never find out

ha

be morning.

and lowered my head to my lap, desperately trying to ignore the shooting pain in my temple. Tears welled up in my eyes as the chaotic lights and colors continued to flash in my eyes. I'm not sure what time it was when I finally opened my eyes, but once I did, I saw that my hair was back to normal, and my skin no longer looked pale. I let out a shaky breath, knowing Elliot was probably so upset with me for pushing him

feet and made my way back upstairs and into our bedroom. Elliot was sitting on the bed and when I entered, his gaze landed on me. He didn't look angry, but

he had been up all

because I

approached him, fearing that he would question me about what happened

him quickly. "I'm

didn't argue. Instead, he waited for me to slide into bed and turn away from him. Then,

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an art gallery that will partner with me and have them display and possibly sell my artwork. Living in Stella's shadow made

my work has been even more difficult. Most around the area had already seen the

to accompany me around the town and surrounding towns to showcase my paintings to different

and I sat in the kitchen of the mansion sipping on tea that a maid prepared for us

Rebecca said, grabbing my arm and giving me a little shake of

That was one of the most exclusive galleries in the world. It didn't just have art, it also had

by low-class galleries all over the region; there's no way Pandora's Bloom will want my art in their gallery," I told her, taking a

your paintings to be displayed at

I shook my head.