Wedding My Ex's Uncle (Kaia and Alden) novel Chapter 209

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?”

Landon stirred, stretching lazily as he woke.

“Young man, why are you sleeping with the door open?” the staff asked casually.

Landon’s eyes snapped open at the intrusion, and he yanked the sheets over himself. “Get out! I haven’t checked out yet. You’re

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not supposed to come in like that!”

“Fine, fine, I’m leaving,” the cleaning lady grumbled. “Don’t report me your door was open, so I thought the room was empty.”

Grumbling, she shuffled out.

Landon’s gaze darted to the empty space beside him. The woman who’d clung to him all night was gone.

She’s slipped away?

Recalling the cleaner’s words, he clenched his jaw, fury bubbling

She just left like that? Where did she think she could hide?

*****

At dawn, Lucien jogged five laps around the tree–lined path outside the Graves Manor, his body just starting to warm up.

His phone buzzed in his pocket. He glanced at the screen, one eyebrow arching. “Hey, Landon.”

“Lucien, where’s your niece?” Landon’s voice was sharp and

urgent.

Lucien paused, caught off guard.

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Last night, he and Kaia had been too wrapped up in each other to notice when Alyssa got back.

“Didn’t you drop her off?” he asked. “Are you saying she’s not home yet?”

Just then, Alyssa slipped in through the front door, trying to sneak past unnoticed. But Lucien caught her red–handed.

She froze under Lucien’s scrutinizing stare, forcing a sheepish grin. “Morning, Uncle Lucien…”

Lucien’s eyes narrowed.

“What’s going on?” he asked, speaking into the phone.

Landon didn’t hold back. “Your niece slept with me last night, then snuck out before I woke up. And get this–she blocked my number too. So, what’s the plan here?”

Lucien’s face darkened, his voice dropping to a dangerous low. “Landon, I trusted you as a friend, and you took advantage of my niece?”

“Advantage?” Landon scoffed. “Lucien, you should come

take a look at me and tell me who got taken advantage of. I’m covered in scratches and bruises, all courtesy of your niece. But fine, I’ll let it slide. I’ll be there at ten to discuss the marriage arrangements.”

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Lucien hung up, his gaze pinning Alyssa.

“You just got back?”

Alyssa’s lips tightened, her steps tentative as she edged forward. “I was in a bad mood yesterday, so I went out for a bit. I’m fine, Uncle Lucien, I swear!”

Lucien frowned. They made quite a pair–one squirming with guilt while the other had confidently made accusations.

“So… it was you who slept with Landon?” he asked, raising a

brow.

Alyssa froze, as if struck by lightning.

“Uncle Lucien, you…” Her voice faltered, her face paling.

Lucien held up his phone. “That was Landon. He says he’s coming at ten to discuss marriage.”

Alyssa’s jaw dropped, her mind reeling.

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

*****

Kaia woke to the soft brush of Lucien’s lips, stirring her from

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sleep. “Stop it,” she mumbled, swatting weakly. “Let me sleep a bit longer.”

Lucien chuckled, giving her waist a playful pinch, “Rise and shine. Your best friend needs you. Landon’s coming over to talk about marriage.”

Kaia’s brain lagged, processing his words slowly before her eyes shot open. “Wait, what?”

In Alyssa’s room, Alyssa was a mess, tears brimming as she paced.

“Kaia, I’m screwed! It was just a stupid mistake, that’s all!”

“It was my first time.” She choked out. “I’m not even holding him accountable, so why’s he acting like I’m the one who’s gotta answer for this?”

Kaia fumbled for words, unsure how to comfort her.

“Hey, it’s okay,” she said finally. “If you don’t want to marry him, no one’s going to force you. In this family, Lucien’s got your back.”

Alyssa’s eyes shimmered with unshed tears. “Really?”

“Absolutely,” Kaia promised, her voice firm.

Alyssa was still rattled, unsure how to face the storm heading

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her way.

But with Kaia by her side, she felt a little less alone.

B

At ten sharp, Landon strode into the Graves Manor, impeccable in a tailored suit.

“Sir Graves, good to see you.”

Behind him, his driver hauled in a trunkload of gifts, which he directed the Grave’s butler to help carry inside.

Allen blinked, puzzled. “Landon, what’s all this about?”

Landon bowed slightly, his voice steady. “Sir Graves, I’m here to discuss a marriage.”

Allen’s body stiffened, his voice rising in disbelief. “Marriage? Who’s getting married?”

His mind raced. The only unmarried young person in his family was his granddaughter, Alyssa.

“You…” he began, his eyes narrowing at Landon.

“That’s right, Sir Graves,” Landon said, his voice clear and resolute. “I’m here to ask for Alyssa’s hand in marriage.”

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