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

Jenna, I promise,” I told her, “But I want to focus

called out with a grin as I

asked, sitting down under the canopy. I looked at the monitor, tilting my

Jenna

the way, I saw you making faces with that playboy in the tabloids this morning. Unfaithful but nice “ss.”

Lucas,” I

see it,” he said

get a wider angle and turn the camera thirteen

camera moved. I followed the

jumped at the sound of a slamming door and

his trailer, the door hanging open as the makeup artist

chocolate cappuccino for Giselle, please,” Jenna ordered a nearby assistant.

“Yes, ma’am.”

I asked, curiously as he stormed over

shrugged. “Maybe he’s just getting

“Treat the staff

and I was pretty sure he was not just getting into character.

from my chair as I yelled out, “Everyone places! We roll in five!”

the monitor as the actors took their places. Gabriel, covered in his dirt and ragged clothing looked like he’d been through a particularly bad day, and that was exactly what

a quarter,” I told Lucas.

was just

and watched the monitor as the scene played.

mood playing into the character as he

to the horses being uncooperative but eventually, we got the perfect scene

cut! Perfect job, guys! Break while we set up the next scene!”

whistled as he watched the

special effects,

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all the actors.” I flashed him a grin. “We gotta make them look good.”

like you could make her look good.” Lucas shook his head. “She’d need talent for

not an actress,” Jenna responded

pretty face, and that’s

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

and I didn’t. Not yet, anyway. Nothing else mattered to him.

I sighed.

does well, it’ll shoot us all to the big leagues,” Lucas said. “See what that father of yours says about

“That would

of yours.” Jenna eyed me, bitterly. “Introduce

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

cross as he eyed