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

Chapter 9

Adelaide POV

“I’m just saying, the second one is clearly superior to the first. The CGI effects were much better done.” Jenna argued.

“You’re insane,” Lucas shook his head in disbelief. “The first one is an instant classic! CGI doesn’t even cover half of what practical effects can do.”

“Clearly, you need to get your eyes checked,” Jenna huffed. “Galactic Starfighters II has style and a clearly defined plot- and no musical numbers.”

“That was cut from the theatrical release and you know it!”

“Does this really matter?” I groaned, stuck in between their petty fight as I drove to the restaurant. “Where is this place, Jenna?”

“Oh, yeah.” Jenna perked up, taking a look at our surroundings. We were lucky to have the set right down the road from a shopping plaza. “Ooh-there it is!”

She pointed through the crowd and to a little shop with a flashing neon sign that said ‘Viva Tamarillo

I pulled into the driveway, parking the car, and getting out.

“I can’t wait for their taquitos,” Lucas grinned. “They have the best in the whole state.”

“Debatable,” Jenna shrugged. “Their enchiladas are delicious, though.”

“Let’s just go. I’m starving,” I huffed, pulling on their arms to get them walking towards the little spot.

“What does Tamarillo mean anyway? Is it slang for tomato?” Lucas asked as something else caught my attention.

As we neared the parking lot, I spotted a very familiar car. One I’d seen only last night.

Damon’s car was sitting outside this restaurant.

I frowned. What on earth was he doing here?

“What do you think, Addie?” Jenna asked.

I snapped back to attention, frowning at them as I asked, “Huh?”

“What does Tamarillo stand for?”

“Nothing, it’s a vegetable,” I pondered. “Or is it a fruit?”

“Not that again.” Lucas groaned. “What were you looking at?”

believe this,” I huffed, pulling them to the glass window front of the restaurant. I cupped my hands to cover the glare of the sun as I peeked inside, searching

chairs. On his other

me?” 1 raged, stepping back. “Take a look. Back

for the glass, looking in and I heard simultaneous gasps from

a good start to a marriage,”

kill him,” Jenna growled. “Say the word, and I’ll kill him.”

I get to him first,”

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away from the window, a shocked look on her face. “That’s Kathy

Lucas and I turned to

we went through her for our casting. She knows everybody.”

teeth together, the

now he’s out here on a date with two other women? And

That stupid playboy!

didn’t want to let anyone know how much this actually

Lucas asked. “We can go somewhere

as I threw open the door to the restaurant.

to Viva Tamarillo! Take a seat anywhere,” a passing waitress with two black trays full of food passed by for only a second to say her spiel, and then she was off. The smell of fajitas and fresh made tortillas filled

of Damon’s gaze.

utterly unashamed, like he’d done nothing wrong, and I was a child throwing a temper tantrum. I immediately began eating the free chips,

me. “Hopefully they bring more, I

before

and blocking

to my stomach. I didn’t want to be here anymore. I couldn’t listen to him on a date with not just one, but two, other

well,” I said, my emotions getting the better of me, I didn’t want to be jealous,

of chips and the salsal” Lucas tsked, shaking his head sadly at the

thought it had more to do with Damon and his companions than anything, but I didn’t say that. Lucas and Jenna didn’t need

up from my seat and stormed outside. The bell on the door jingled as I exited, and I felt so stupid-fleeing from Damon like we

this was real,

up, my heels clacking

it auto-unlocked as soon as I got close to the car, and I tried to throw the door open. Before I could get inside, however, a large hand pushed the door shut with

“Hey!”

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me,” Damon said simply, not moving his palm. “What’s wrong?” He looked at me with

it but the car door

rolled his eyes and then leaned on the door, forcing me to move my hand off the handle. Now, I really couldn’t open it. I glared at him intensely

without being an “ss to me?”

in my face, eyes twinkling with mirth.

been suppressing roared up inside of me. My cool was just about to call it quits when I heard a loud “Damon!” from behind me.