Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle by Aurora Starling

Silver's POV

"You were the anonymous buyer?!" I blurted, staring at Elliot in disbelief.

"Yes," He answered.

"Wow, that's such a kind gesture!" Merida announced and the audience erupted into cheers, making me blush at the sentiment.

Elliot continued and said, "The painting has extraordinary commemorative significance for us, and I wanted to remember it for a lifetime." He paused for a moment and then glanced at me and said, "It reminds me of what happened the day she painted-"

"Okay, that's enough!" I blurted, my face red with mortification. "We aren't going to discuss that in front of everybody," I scolded, narrowing my eyes at him.

Elliot gave me a boyish grin which made my heart flip in my chest. Merida just laughed and some members of the audience chuckled, understanding exactly where Elliot was going with that.

I folded my arms across my chest and forced a smile, hoping the redness in my cheeks would soon go away.

"No need to be embarrassed," Merida.

I continued to stare at Elliot, not even realizing that Merida had ended the broadcast.

"Great job, you guys. It was such an honor to meet you, Silver," Merida said, shaking my hand. I was still so stunned that it was Elliot who bought my painting.

"Where are you keeping it? I don't remember seeing it at home," I asked him, my brows furrowed in confusion. I was pretending he didn't just embarrass me in front of a live broadcast. "My office," he replied. "At the packhouse."

into his office before so that made a lot of sense. But I was still in disbelief that he actually bought my painting. He just shrugged casually

across my chest and pouted, fully aware that I was acting like a brat, but I didn't care.

followed him to the dressing room and before he had the chance of shutting the door behind him, I stopped it with my foot. When he didn't hear the door click in place, he turned and frowned at me. "Can I help you with something?" He asked, his voice sounding a bit strained. I knew he was trying to maintain his cold demeanor like he did earlier, but there was something else in his

behind me, glad to see nobody else was in this dressing room. I turned to look at him. As

have softened some and he sighed as he leaned against the

"Abou the other night..."

he said, cutting me off. "Just forget about

pressed my lips in a firm

need to discuss what happened," I told him, narrowing my eyes at him. "Or this argument

sighed and ran his

he said. "I'll

took

take advantage of you," I said, meeting his

He scoffed.

I meant?" He asked, shaking his head at

unable to keep

let Shirley take me

I gawked at him.

way he actually thought