Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off, Ex! novel Chapter 165

**Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond by Sage Hunter Lane 165**

“Uncle Damon, wake up,” Nyla urged, giving him a gentle shove that felt far bolder than she intended.

With a sense of urgency, she sprang from the bed, her heart racing as she eyed him warily. The bedside lamp felt heavy in her grip, a potential weapon if the situation turned dire. She was ready to defend herself, her instincts screaming at her to be prepared for anything.

Damon nearly toppled off the edge of the bed, startled by her sudden action.

As he blinked away the remnants of sleep, confusion clouded his features. His face, usually so cold and unyielding, was now tinged with a flush that hinted at something deeper. His eyes, typically devoid of warmth, now burned with a fierce intensity, as if they were lit by an inner fire that could scorch the very air around them.

“Come here,” he commanded, his voice low and authoritative.

Nyla felt a frown tug at her lips, but she remained rooted in place, unwilling to move closer.

In that moment, Damon exuded a dangerous aura. His gaze was sharp, filled with a predatory hunger that made her skin crawl; it was as if he might consume her whole with just a glance.

Her mind spun with thoughts about Cyrus and his motives. Tonight was Marie’s party, a social event that should have been filled with laughter and joy. But had Cyrus chosen this very moment to orchestrate a scandal, to make it seem as if she and Damon were involved in something illicit?

No, that would not only humiliate the Sumners but would also deeply offend Damon. It seemed far more likely that Cyrus intended for Damon to engage with her, to use that connection as leverage for his own gain.

Nyla narrowed her eyes at that unsettling thought.

Cyrus was a man without boundaries. After dismantling Harris Pharmaceuticals, he was now willing to push his own daughter-in-law into the arms of his younger brother for his own selfish ambitions.

As she wrestled with her thoughts, a faint scent of pine wafted through the air, catching her off guard. Her eyes widened in surprise, and before she could process what was happening, Damon seized the back of her head, yanked the lamp from her grip, and tossed it aside as if it were nothing more than a toy.

In an instant, a shadow loomed over her, and she felt a warm, moist pressure against her lips.

“Mmph!”

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