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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burned in indignation as I glared into his dark eyes. I had to admit to myself, I happened to like being there too.

his fingers slide down my hip. My breath caught in my throat at the intimate feeling, but

so happened to walk into Corinna’s room, finding her on top of Damon, his shirt hanging off his chest.

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 a

but I’m not a replacement for Corinna,” I said bitterly, hoping the words stung

as I threw off his hands, sliding

was a huge part of why I continued to dislike him. She had always tried to

started, running a hand through his tousled hair, “with

want to know what you and my sister did.”

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

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

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

She always

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

was f*cked up,

glared at Damon. He raised an eyebrow like he didn’t know what I meant, and I scoffed.

knew he wasn’t

why you agreed to marry me when

sulked in my seat, crossing my arms over my chest and staring out my window now. I didn’t want to look at him. I was too angry.

Damon asked, bewildered.

I threw my hands up in the air, “You’ve always been a pain in my “ss ever since we were kids. You’d take all my toys and throw them on the roof,” I listed out the things he’d done

the fond memory, “To be fair,

the guys in high school not to

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my chest with a sly look, “Though

covering my chest from his prying

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

that supposed

my mom was,” he replied

stared at him in shock,

about things and worrying yourself into the

shook his head, looking over at me with a charming smile, “Did it ever occur to you that I did those things to get your

look in his eyes. I’d never even considered that.