In Love With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle

MIA "He used me. All those love confessions were nothing but lies!" I cried, walking through the night with a heavy heart while drinking the beer I had taken with me. Andrew, my boyfriend, whom I thought would be my support forever, showed his true colors at his home. At the party, he embarrassed me before all, revealing that he never loved me but only made a bet to see if he could last more than two months with me. "You are a filthy pig from the slum. Why will my boyfriend love you? You're a nobody." Cherry, a cheerleader who has always hated me, said to me at the party. Everyone laughed at me, and I had to leave in tears, feeling so broken. I got to my house with a heavy heart, only to meet my Stepmother, Tania, at the door. "Well if it isn't Miss Party girl. You're finally home, huh?" She questioned with detest. She was also dressed in a hot attire. A style she'd never allow me to try on. From that, I could tell she was on her way out for a late-night party like always. "Why are you crying?" She asked me. I felt hurt when I heard the question because it took my mind to Andrew. I sniffed and said, "Andrew... He broke up with me." I heard her scoff in mockery, telling me to go inside and wipe out all the alcohol in my system. "I only spared you this night. Don't think I'd allow you to head out to another party and return drunk. I'm leaving," She said, stepping out of the house. I closed the door from inside, falling onto the couch heavily. My eyes welled with tears and my mind returned to the terrible scene at the party. "Why did he do this to me? I thought he loved me?" I cried, allowing the bottle to fall to the ground. It didn't break but spilled the remaining beer away. "I need to know why. He has to tell me why he'd hurt me after everything." My aching heart wanted to hear his voice again. I took out my phone and dialed Andrew's number. It rang for more than three minutes with no response. Just when I was about to stop... "Hello?" I heard a deep soothing voice I'd never heard before. This wasn't Andrew's. Who is this? "Andrew?" I asked in my crying tone. "No, Cage here. Andrew isn't around, " The man answered. "Oh okay, " I said, sniffing. "Are you okay?" He asked me sweetly, leaving my heart racing and curious to know who this man was. "No, I'm not." "Do you need help?" He asked. I felt my heart warm to this stranger. I don't know what happened, but I felt heat running around me, as I asked, "Can you come over and keep me company?" A pause came from his end, but he soon agreed, asking for my address, which I gave to him. This felt so stupid to me. Could it be the alcohol in my system? A knock soon came on my door and I went over to answer it. When the door opened, I was stunned to find a huge, handsome, and muscular figure standing outside my home. Is he a bodyguard or what? I stared as he introduced himself to me as Cage. I nodded, feeling my cheeks burning up, as I invited this stranger into my home. "I am sorry for all this. I didn't know you'd show up. I'm sorry," I apologized, looking down. But this handsome stranger walked up to me with his hand lifting my chin to his view. He looked into my eyes and said, " You're hurt." That left a spark in my heart, as he gently wiped my eyes, caressing my cheek. "I want to forget all that happened but don't know how," I said softly. I noticed his body slowly leading me to the wall. I was lost in his gaze, as he said to me, "There are many ways, but maybe I can be of help." My back came against the wall with this stranger slowly holding me on the waist. I gasped, feeling his hands caressing my body. When his lips touched my skin, my eyes rolled over with pleasure. "I can heal your pain, only if you'd let me in." His voice sounded deep, with his hands slowly guiding me to the floor. I was lost just looking at him. Gosh! I want to feel every part of him. And just like that, I was beneath this handsome stranger as he made love to me like one who has been starved for a long time. I felt my body move with every thrust he made, craving for more of his strong grip. "Trust me, you'll forget all your pains," He whispered to me, sending my eyes rolling back in pleasure. . Two days after that incident, I decided to put everything behind me and also forget about that stranger. Since it was a one-night thing, I didn't wish to cross paths with him again, otherwise I might end up remembering that painful night at the party or that I slept with a stranger. Just when I was trying to start afresh, Tania announced that she was engaged. This stunned me to hear my Stepmother was getting remarried after two years of my father's death. "My sweetheart will be here soon, so behave yourself," She warned me. "Congratulations, Mom," I wished her, but she hummed at me. I felt having a stepfather would be fine since being with Tania alone was a nightmare sometimes. "Maybe he's not that bad." KNOCK! KNOCK!! "He's here!" Tania exclaimed, rushing to attend to the door. When it opened, I was shaken by the sight of the man stepping into my home. "Mia, meet Cage Rolland, my sweetheart," She introduced, clinging to his arm. My eyes widened at this. It's the same stranger I slept with that night. "Nice to meet you, Mia," He said, extending his hand out to me, looking also surprised. I slowly took his hand, recalling his name. "Wait, Cage Rolland? Are you related to..." "Yes, I am. Andrew Rolland is my Nephew." "Nephew? You're his Uncle?" I gazed in shock.