Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Nyla downed her drink in one gulp. She had never imagined Clark would betray her. Seeing him in bed with another woman felt like a dagger through her heart.

"I just can't believe it. He loved you so much. He didn't seem like the type to cheat. Maybe there's a misunderstanding," Valarie suggested.

Nyla let out a cold laugh. "I saw it with my own eyes. How could that be a misunderstanding?"

The room fell silent.

Watching Nyla drink like there was no tomorrow, Valarie grabbed the glass from her hand. "Even if he cheated, you shouldn't punish yourself by getting drunk. What are you going to do now?" "I'm getting a divorce. Just thinking about him with that woman makes me sick."

Upon seeing the defiance in Nyla's red eyes, Valarie's heart ached. "Don't think about it now. You need to rest. Decide what to do next once you're calm. I'll take you home."

Nyla shook her head. "No... I don't want to go back."

Returning to that house would only bring back the sickening images of Clark's betrayal. Each recollection made her feel nauseous.

Seeing Nyla's reluctance, Valarie didn't insist. "I'll book you a hotel room then."

After booking a room, Valarie took Nyla to the hotel entrance. "Are you sure you don't want me to take you up?"

Nyla shook her head. "No, you go rest. I'll be fine."

She waved with the room card and walked into the hotel.

Seeing Nyla walk steadily, Valarie finally breathed a sigh of relief and drove away once Nyla was inside the hotel. What she didn't know was that Nyla, when drunk, appeared sober but was actually a mess inside.

the elevator, scanned her card,

opened with a

steadied herself against the wall, massaging her aching temples

alcohol was taking its toll,

card on the door. Hearing no beep, she

a large hand yanked her into

the light from the hallway. She was pressed against the door, a man's breath hot against her ear, making her shiver. The familiar scent of pine filled her senses, but before

Realizing what was happening,

her strength, her hands felt weak, almost inviting as she pushed against his chest. Damon's hands roamed her

but he easily caught her wrists and pinned them

Let

stopped kissing her and chuckled. "No need to play

cool touch making her shudder. His body heat seemed

heightened. She felt Damon unbuttoning her clothes, her mouth dry, her last bit of rationality warning her that

him, but he simply picked her up and threw her onto the

head spin. She tried to get up, but Damon

presence made her tremble. She

entered the wrong room. Please

impatient, his

kick Nyla out when the room light suddenly came on. Nyla had accidentally hit

He was shocked when he saw the

felt the blood drain from her face. The fear sobered her instantly. She couldn't believe