Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

The Weirs' villa was expansive, and reaching the garden required walking down a winding path.

With everyone else gathered in the main hall, the path was quiet and serene. Flowers and neatly trimmed shrubs lined the way, their fragrance mingling with the night breeze to create a calming atmosphere. As Nyla approached the garden, she suddenly heard a low, muffled groan from the nearby bushes. Her steps faltered, and she glanced toward the sound, feeling a pang of unease.

Without a second thought, she turned and began hurrying back the way she had come.

Before she could get far, a hot hand clasped around her waist.

"Ah!" Nyla screamed in surprise, only to be met moments later by a fiery, demanding kiss.

The familiar scent of pine filled her senses, and she stared in shock. The man kissing her was none other than Damon!

Before she could react, Damon's hands slid from her waist to her back. She shivered and tried to push him away, but his grip was too strong. She bit his lip hard.

When he recoiled in pain, she snapped, "Damon, are you out of your mind? This is the Weirs' estate!"

For a brief moment, Damon's eyes cleared, but then they grew unfocused again as he resumed kissing her. His reason was clouded by the effects of the drug, and all he could think about was the woman in front of him.

Nyla squirmed and struggled, but it was futile. Damon's kisses were hot and aggressive, threatening to overwhelm her senses.

"Mm- Let go!" she cried.

drunk quite a bit herself and was struggling to think clearly, but she still fought with all

behavior was out of character due to

go. I'll find someone to

away, he kissed her again, and they both tumbled into the nearby

lit up briefly on the

...

called Nyla's phone, unable to find her

a long time

"Valarie," she said.

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favorite fireworks artist.

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an hour ago. She smiled wryly, thinking that things might have turned out differently

it back in time to