Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle

Chapter 40

Silver's POV

I stared at my best friend in disbelief. I couldn't have heard her correctly. She wanted to get revenge on my husband?

"Revenge?" I asked her, my voice sounding distant and unfamiliar. "What do you mean by that?"

She rolled her eyes and leaned closer to me from the other side of the table.

"Yes," she said, that look of mischief never leaving her eyes. "We should do something that'll hurt him like he hurt you."

"I don't want to stoop to his level," I said, folding my arms across my chest. "It doesn't feel right."

She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair as she thought about what we should do. Then I saw the light bulb flashing above her head and her eyes grew large.

"I know exactly what we should do," she said, a twinkle of amusement in her eyes. "His ego is huge; everybody knows that. So, why don't we knock him off his pedestal?" I raised my brows.

"What do you mean?" I asked him, suddenly intrigued.

"You told me that you painted another portrait of him, right? A nude one?"

her boldness, but I

wide like the Cheshire

possible to

before I gave her a hesitant nod. I could do pretty much anything to a painting; I was that good at what

rubbing her hands together like some kind of

my brows knitting together. "What do

her voice to a whisper she said, "Alter his man bits so it's smaller than normal. It'll

I knew it was as red as a cherry. My mouth hung open as she leaned

Then, the imagery of Elliot with a small manhood in the portrait hanging in our bedroom came

to stop it. I was getting strange looks from those around us. I covered my mouth to stifle the laughter, but it was no use. Tears poured from my eyes and my stomach began

it you like that idea?" She said, smiling

the tears from my eyes; it felt good

you come up with something like

at

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