My Husband Called Her Late-night Flirty Pic A Mistake

“In the past, Sofia had believed her most joyful period would be wedding Jack, whom she loved since the days she and he studied together in the university. However, love, as she had realized, was fragile-easy to break due to infidelity. Jack's adultery had crushed her, and she had been given a stern lesson: genuine love was difficult to come by, and there was no forever. Following her divorce, she vowed never again to give her heart away. And then Lyon-Jack's tantalizingly hazardous youngest uncle. A man who didn't request permission. A man who didn't subscribe to rules. He blazed into her life, a devastating boom she couldn't recover from with one searing look. She tried to resist him, tried to sever all ties with her ex's clan, but Lyon didn't quit. He pursued a craving that reduced her body to ash and her barriers to dust. "Uncle Lyon, this is wrong," Sofia whispered, but her voice was not convincing. Lyon cupped her chin, his hold possessive but teasing, his eyes burning through all the excuses she held on to. "You and Jack are over. I ceased being your uncle the moment you signed those papers," he whispered, his lips a breath away from hers. "It doesn't change what people will think..."”