Wedding My Ex’s Uncle

Chapter 209 After the Drunken Night

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Landon’s steady breathing filled the quiet hotel room, his body still lost in the depths of sleep.

His neck, collarbone, and shoulders bore vivid bite marks, stark against his skin.

Alyssa’s heart pounded, a frantic rhythm echoing her panic.

She knew, without a doubt, that if anyone checked, those marks would match her teeth perfectly.

Her mind flashed back to the night before–singing her heart out to a mournful ballad, then impulsively grabbing the drink from Landon’s table and downing it in one go.

Damn it.

That drink was to blame for this mess.

Alyssa gingerly plucked her crumpled dress from the floor. It was a wrinkled disaster, but it was the only thing she had to

wear.

As she eased herself off the bed, her legs trembled beneath her, a silent testament to the intensity of the night before.

She didn’t dare linger. Slipping into the dress, she grabbed her

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heels and tiptoed to the door, barefoot, careful not to make a

sound.

Afraid even the soft click of the door might wake Landon, she left it slightly ajar and bolted.

Out in the hallway, Alyssa ran, her bare feet slapping against the cold floor.

Even as she burst out of the hotel, her heart still raced, fear. nipping at her heels.

That was close.

She’d escaped just in time–with her gone, Landon had no proof of anything. He couldn’t hold her accountable now.

Inside the hotel, a cleaning staff member frowned at the open

door.

“Did the guest check out already?” she muttered, pushing it open gently. “Anyone here?”

lazily

are you sleeping with the door

the sheets over himself. “Get out! I haven’t checked out yet.

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supposed to come

cleaning lady grumbled. “Don’t report me your door was open,

Grumbling, she shuffled out.

beside him. The woman who’d clung to him

She’s slipped away?

words, he clenched

left like that? Where did she think she could

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five laps around the tree–lined path outside the Graves Manor,

pocket. He glanced at the screen, one

your niece?” Landon’s voice

urgent.

paused, caught

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up in each

asked.

door, trying to sneak past unnoticed.

scrutinizing stare, forcing a sheepish

Lucien’s eyes narrowed.

going on?” he asked, speaking into

with me last night, then snuck out before I woke up. And get this–she blocked my number too. So, what’s the

to a dangerous low. “Landon, I trusted

“Lucien,

in scratches and bruises, all courtesy of your niece. But fine, I’ll let it slide. I’ll be there at

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his gaze

“You just got back?”

“I was in a bad mood yesterday, so I went out for a bit. I’m fine, Uncle

quite a pair–one squirming with guilt while the

was you who slept

brow.

if struck by

Lucien, you…” Her voice

phone. “That was Landon. He says he’s coming

dropped,

happened? What was Landon playing at, throwing out all the rules like

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the soft brush of Lucien’s lips,