Trading My Ex for His Uncle



Nyla bit her lip. "It's not what you think! Don't jump to conclusions!"

"Oh? What do you think I'm thinking? Tell me," Damon coaxed.

Nyla turned her head away, clearly unwilling to answer.

Damon took her hands, his movements growing more urgent. "Not going to say?"

The water in the bathtub rippled in circles.

By the end of it, Nyla was too exhausted to move, but Damon still wouldn't stop. It seemed like he wouldn't let her go unless she answered.

Finally, Nyla gritted her teeth, her frustration and embarrassment clear as she asked, "I'm tired. Can I just sleep now?"

Damon leaned down and kissed her lips, then asked gently, "Where did you put it?"

"In the back of the closet..." Nyla replied, adding without hesitation, "And it's for you."

For the rest of the night, she regretted saying those words.

Damon kept flipping her over, persistently asking her who the clothes were really for. It wasn't until dawn that he finally let her go. Exhausted, Nyla could barely keep her eyes open. The moment her head hit the pillow, she fell asleep.

Nyla woke up at 12:30 p.m.

Glancing at the time, she quickly sat up, then collapsed back onto the bed.

After a moment, she called the HR department at Prospectus Technology to request leave, only to be told that Damon had already taken care of it for her.

Nyla sighed in relief. Ruby and Leon could handle the experiment for the day, so she sent a quick message to Ruby and set her phone down to go back to sleep.

She didn't get up until nearly 2:00 p.m.

As soon as she went downstairs, Lydia hurried over.

Upon seeing the marks on Nyla's neck, she thought that youthful energy was something else.

"Ms. Kinsey, the food's been kept warm. Would you like to eat now?" Lydia asked.

"Mm," Nyla hummed in agreement.noveldrama

After sleeping all day, she was starving. While she ate, Valarie called.

"I've been so busy today, this is the first chance I've had to call. How did the clothes I bought for you work out? Did they make Damon want you even more?" Valarie asked.

Nyla was silent for a moment, then gritted her teeth and replied, "If you ever buy me something like that again, I'll tell Brandon that you're into lingerie."

Hearing the exasperation in Nyla's voice, Valarie couldn't help but laugh. "Sounds like things went well last night. You should keep it up-buy a few more sets."

"Forget it. I'm not cut out for this," Nyla grumbled.

Last night, Damon had only known about the lingerie set. Even without seeing them, he had kept her up all night. If she actually wore them... she couldn't even imagine what would happen.

Now that she thought about it, when she was half asleep last night, Damon seemed to have said he wanted her to wear them tonight.

Just thinking about it made Nyla

grind her teeth. She was already so exhausted that she could barely get out of bed this morning. If he wanted her to wear them tonight, she'd have no chance of making it to work tomorrow.

What confused her even more was that, even though Damon hadn't slept all night either, he still managed to get up and go to work this morning.

Valarie's laughing voice came

through. Wearing it occasionally to

spice things up is fine, but if you wear it every day, it's like taking too many tonics-it might even cause a nosebleed."

Nyla was speechless.

"I'm not talking to you anymore. Let's leave it at that." she muttered,

After hanging up, she started thinking about how to handle tonight.

Suddenly, her phone buzzed.

Damon: [Lydia told me you're up. Eat more to recover. Don't forget what you promised me last night. I'll be home early tonight. Wait for me.]