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

Chapter 8

POV: “Adelaide

Damon tasted like a glass of sweet red wine, like fresh fruit and saltwater in a dizzying explosion of emotions. He tasted like home, and it took every ounce of restraint I possessed to pull away from him when our lips parted.

We were both gasping, staring at each other. There was a vicious hunger in his dark eyes as we breathed in each other’s air. Drunk on the wine or the kiss, I wasn’t sure but all I knew was I wanted

more.

I licked my bottom lip, chasing the last remnants of his taste, and his eyes followed my movements closely. The hunger in his eyes intensified as he watched me.

I smirked at him, a challenging glint in my eye. It seemed I enjoyed teasing him in this way. His lips twitched into a sly smile, and his fingers weaved around the back of my head. I gasped as he pulled me into him, crashing our lips together for another kiss. I let out a soft moan involuntarily. Damon was like a raging inferno, consuming everything in his path as he drank me up like a man dying of thirst. I felt the desire for him growing in me with each kiss. We couldn’t tear ourselves. away from one another.

Damon ran his hands over my body, grazing my breasts before settling on my hips. His hands gripped them with some force, as if he was stopping himself from letting them continue to wander around my body.

My hands slid down his chest, slowly making their way to his waist, trying to press myself closer, but he didn’t let me. His grip tightened on my hips, holding me still while he devoured my mouth with. hungry kisses.

I broke the kiss first, gasping for breath as he buried his face in my neck and inhaled deeply. I shuddered, my body feeling hot all over as my lips ached from his brutal kiss. 1 arched my head. backward, giving him full access to my neck.

I could hear my heart pounding loudly in my ears, but I didn’t care. The smell of him was intoxicating, and I was lost in the moment, no longer caring about my dislike of him. And wondering how I had ever disliked him to begin with.

Softly, he trailed tiny kisses up and down my neck as I caught my breath, and I shivered, trying desperately to calm my racing heart. But it was no use while his lips were on me. My body craved him now.

Then he leaned back, a smug look on his face, and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. He always was so proud of himself.

He leaned in once more at the same time I did, and our coordination was lost.

Our noses knocked together, and I winced, pulling back, the moment now gone. We both chuckled slightly under our breath at the collision.

But then, we looked at each other, and the merriment was lost, the awkward silence almost too much. to bear. I could still see the desire on his face, but I knew it was gone from mine. Embarrassment was taking over as my mind raced to catch up with my actions.

I blushed furiously, avoiding his eyes as I tried to move from his lap, but his hands tightened on my hips, preventing my movement. I couldn’t stay like this, not now that reality had come crashing back

in on us.

I glared at him, crossing my arms. “I’d like to go back to my seat.”

so happen to like you right here.”

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to myself, I happened to like

I felt his fingers slide down my hip. My breath caught in my throat at the intimate feeling, but my skin felt cold as

so happened to walk into Corinna’s room,

myself for getting lost in the moment. Damon was always a playboy, and he always would be. Fake marriage or not, I couldn’t fall for him, or think this was anything more than

said bitterly, hoping the words stung him. He’d picked her first, afterall.

threw off his hands, sliding over

memory of his hands on Corinna’s hips when we were teenagers was a huge part of why I continued to dislike him.

time..” Damon started, running a hand through his tousled hair, “with

to know what you and my sister did.” I hissed. “The memory of it is enough, thanks.”

looking out his window, avoiding making eye contact with me. I looked straight ahead, my

apartment building. Just as I was seriously considering running inside and never talking about this ever again. something rumbled in

at the sudden burst of sound and fished my phone out. I swiped to unlock it, scrolling to my messages, and my

from Corinna. Of course. She

Ashton tonight. Having a baby is a big step, and I’d love to

everything and everyone. The entire situation was f*cked up, and my frustration reached a boiling point. I couldn’t take

glared at Damon. He

how much he played like it, I knew he wasn’t dumb. He proved

why you agreed to marry me when

my seat, crossing my arms over my chest and staring out my window now. I didn’t want to look

Damon asked,

listed out the things he’d done one by one, raising a finger. “You’d make up stupid nicknames like Addie Batty, just cause of that one time I got attacked by a bat. People called

the fond memory, “To be

high school not to date

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His eyes trailed my chest with a

blushed, covering my chest from his

“I’ve never hated you, Addie. You’ve always been too

“What’s that supposed

my mom was,” he replied bluntly.

widened as I stared at him in shock, but he continued before I could even

hard about things and worrying yourself into the ground over nothing.”

looking over at me with a charming smile, “Did it ever occur to you that I did those

stopped at the serious look in his eyes. I’d never even