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

Chapter 6

POV: *Adelaide

“What are you two doing on my set?” I snapped at the two full-grown men acting like squabbling children. “You’re causing a ruckus and scaring my team!”

“I need to talk to you.” Ashton demanded before Damon could even open his mouth. He shot a glare at Damon. “Alone.”

“Oh?” I said calmly. “I’m afraid I have nothing to discuss with you.”

“Adelaide!” Ashton’s face turned red as he clenched his fists in fury.

Damon grinned, looking like he was enjoying the scene.

“You know what I want to talk to you about,” Ashton said through gritted teeth. “You and that man-” “And why should my engagement concern you?” I asked him, pointedly. “You’re simply my childhood friend, nothing more. Isn’t that right, Ashton?”

I smirked, standing firm with my head raised high as Ashton’s mouth flopped open and closed like a fish. He turned red and then purple, stewing in silent anger. Then, with one last venomous look at

he spun on his heel and made his way back to his car.

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“See you at the next family dinner!” I couldn’t resist calling out to him.

Once he was out of sight, my shoulders slumped under the pressure of my brewing emotions. I sighed, rubbing the headache I could feel coming on.

Some part of me felt victorious. The rest of me just felt exhausted.

I turned to the other annoyance standing by my side. I crossed my arms, feeling like I needed a long nap after this.

“And what’s your excuse?” I said grumpily. “Are you stalking me now? How’d you even find out where I worked?”

Damon smirked. “I have my ways.”

“This isn’t a show and tell,” I snapped, “Don’t you have your own job, or is the great Damon Steyn too busy for regular work?”

Damon just smiled, looking around at the set as he let me rant.

“Not even listening to me. Typical Steyn,” 1 huffed as the rest of my frustration drained out of me. My emotions settled as I calmed down. Usually, Damon would be happy to argue back with me, but not today, it seemed. I was the tiniest bit grateful for that. I didn’t have the energy to keep up with his

wits.

Once I relaxed, Damon took a step toward me, wrapping an arm around my waist as he led me onto

my own set.

The gall of this man.

maneuver me towards the director’s tent, not even questioning it anymore.

really here?” I asked,

what you do for a living? I’m only curious about you,

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a publicity stunt. Look at how much Damon cares for his new lady,

“Did you get it

huffed as I broke away from Damon to collapse into my chair. “We’ve got

the back of my chair. His body heat was not helping the hot desert sun as

and Damon flashed her a

Steyn,” he held out

She eyed Damon up and down, and I

Addie,” Damon said, placing a hand on my

I could tell she was

laughed, “Addie’s the one who’s been taking care

praise, and I could feel Damon’s eyes on me. I coughed into my hand to escape

Addie?” Jenna suggested with a scheming glint in her

something planned.

he’d-” I tried to refute, but

sent

…Traitors.

reluctantly got to my feet.

constructed the town area. A run-down town was surprisingly hard to make considering

is,” I said, pointing out the various buildings set around us. “Took us weeks to make

two contractors,” Jenna huffed, “but they assured us that, despite how it looks, it’s

safe.”

an impassive look on his face as he surveyed the set. He seemed to be inspecting everything with an intensity that caught me by surprise.

waited for his judgment, a small bit of

fixed on a small point of the nearby saloon, looking at one of the beams holding up ceiling of

the

with a frown, “It could collapse with enough force. A windstorm comes, and it’ll take the

turning to look at the beam he was pointing out. Jenna patted the beam and it wobbled underneath her

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beam. I could see the

that fixed. Luckily, we aren’t using this building until next week’s shoots. How much would it cost to get it fixed?”

other buildings, “The wood’s sturdy, just some extra reinforcement, and it’ll

more work.” I was glad he had noticed and saved me from a possible disaster, but I was also irritated that he’d found

care?

brought his ringing cell phone out, flipping it open with a

over

supposed to be a stupid playboy who couldn’t even pass the college exam. Everyone said his father bought him his degree, so why does he

viewed him. But this tricky, foxy,

just a stupid playboy. That would make my life so much easier. He’s too

know you best.

chuckling. “I’m sure you