Secret Billionaire’s Contract Bride: Marrying My Enemy’s Lover

Chapter 5

POV: *Adelaide*

I woke up feeling like I’d been hit by a truck. My thoughts prevented me from getting a good night’s sleep, and I was groggy as I opened my eyes.

But work waited for no one.

I walked through my morning routine, feeling like it was just another day, but something had changed. Normally, I’d be texting Ashton, but my phone was silent this morning.

My gaze kept drifting to my new shiny ring as I thought about everything that happened yesterday. With a calmer head, I realized that something was wrong.

Damon, to be exact.

His whole demeanor was strange yesterday. Normally, he’d be instigating fights with me at every opportunity, but he was strangely restrained.

Completely calm in the face of his girlfriend’s engagement to his brother, going along with my panicked suggestion and even being willing to get the license straight away. The ring, too.

It all struck me as odd.

Normally, he’d come over to our house for dinner with Corinna. He’d always acted like he was in love with her, flirting with her every chance he got.

Their relationship wasn’t exactly a secret like mine and Ashton’s; it was painfully obvious as they flaunted it around. But yesterday, Damon didn’t even spare a glance at her.

I sighed, checking my emails as I rushed out the door.

Oh, well. Maybe he was just in shock, I thought as I input the address to set and drove off.

“Addie!”

As soon as I got out of my car, I was pulled into a hug by my friend, Jenna. A woman with short dark hair and a cheery disposition, I could always count on her.

“I heard about the engagement on the news! It’s everywhere. What on earth is going on?” Jenna rambled on, checking every inch of my body for injuries or marks.

“Good morning to you, too, Jenna,” I laughed as she pulled me into another hug.

She pulled back from me, and pouted her lips. “How dare you get married without telling me? To Darnon Steyn, of all people! I thought you two were mortal enemies and next thing I know you’re kissing on my TV screen!”

I winced, shrugging off her pointed stare.

“It’s a long story. I really don’t want to talk about it,” I sighed, as I pulled my hair into a ponytail. “Is Gabriel ready for his scene?”

The desert sun was just getting warmed up, and I knew it would get hotter. We were practically in the middle of nowhere with only cacti and lizards to keep us company.

The set had already been put up with the actors’ trailers ready and running. The entire area was fenced in, with one gate in and one gate out. We’d had problems with looters in the past.

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Jenna, who was also my producer said as she followed me to the camera setup. “And don’t

promise,” I told her, “But

called out with a grin as

the monitor, tilting my head to see

Jenna snorted.

“By the way, I saw you making faces with that

up. Lucas,” I

it,” he said as

angle and turn the

moved. I followed the

a slamming door and spun

trailer, the door hanging open as the makeup artist

a white chocolate cappuccino for Giselle,

“Yes, ma’am.”

asked, curiously as

clue.” Lucas shrugged. “Maybe he’s just

the staff with more respect,

rude gesture, and I was pretty

my chair as

ragged clothing looked like he’d been through a particularly bad day, and that was exactly what we wanted.

in a quarter,”

was just right.

five.” I counted down my fingers and watched the monitor as

his actual bad mood playing into the character as he and the hero fought it

but eventually, we got the perfect scene just as the sun reached high noon.

while we set up the next scene!”

as he watched the final take

some footage. Addie,” he grinned, “Add some special effects, some battle

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I flashed him a grin. “We gotta make

Not even a great director like you could make her look good.” Lucas shook

an actress,” Jenna responded with a

got a pretty face,

seat. Despite my getting into film school, despite becoming a director, my father only

didn’t. Not yet,

I sighed.

“See what that father of yours says about that when we’re on a red carpet premiere.”

“That would be

fiance of yours.” Jenna eyed me, bitterly. “Introduce him to

arm,” a gruff voice piped up. Gabriel stood at our directing area, covered in fake dirt and real dust.

as he eyed