Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle

Silver's POV

I had framed my "exclusive" painting of Elliot on the wall in our bedroom right next to his model car collection. I smiled up at the painting, feeling satisfied with my hard work. Elliot walked into the room just then and froze when he saw it.

A bemused look crossed his face as he examined the picture and then his eyes found mine.

"You framed it?" He asked, noticing the golden frame I placed the portrait in.

I nodded.

"What do you think?" I asked him.

He thought about it for a moment, staring at the portrait intently before looking back at me. There was something in his expression that I couldn't quite read and for a moment, my stomach knotted.

Did he not like it?

Was he upset that I framed it and hung it up?

It's not like anyone would see this portrait besides us. Elliot doesn't like it when others are inside of our bedroom, including the maids.

frame Gavin's painting as well?"

brows at

he bring

a long time ago," I told him, glancing up at him. "It was hidden in my closet at my father's house until recently. It was meant as a gift to Gavin, but I was too shy to give it to him." I noticed Elliot's jaw tick and

he only agree to be my model because he saw that painting

the painting now?" He asked, narrowing his eyes

I admitted; I'm honestly not sure what to

hummed, turning away from me and walking towards

quiet as he took off his shirt and threw it in the laundry basket before removing his

got ready for

I asked him, my tone a

mediocre. I had to bite my lower

said sternly, without looking at me.

asked him, folding my arms

to look at

clearly not wanting