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?”

restaurant. I cupped my hands to cover the glare of the sun as I peeked inside,

the back table, he sat in one of the chairs. On his other side were two beautiful women. I

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

looking in and I heard simultaneous gasps from

start to a marriage,” Lucas clicked his

the

to

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

I turned to her

Bishop. She’s one of the talent managers. Even we went through her for our casting.

my teeth together, the anger busting through

out here on a date with two other women? And why did it have to be a woman

That stupid playboy!

table,” I said, burying my anger and jealousy like I usually did. I didn’t want to let anyone know how much this actually hurt me. I didn’t even want to admit that to myself.

you sure?” Lucas asked. “We can go somewhere

I threw open

second to say her spiel, and then she was off. The smell of fajitas and fresh made tortillas filled my senses

strode to the front, passing right in front of Damon’s gaze. I caught

completely and utterly unashamed, like he’d done nothing wrong, and I was a child throwing a temper tantrum.

free,” Lucas eyed me. “Hopefully they bring more, I actually wanted to have some.” he said with a

before standing

and blocking

straight down to my stomach. I didn’t want to be here anymore. I couldn’t listen to him on a date with not just

me, I didn’t want to be jealous, I didn’t

salsal” Lucas tsked, shaking his head sadly at the

I didn’t say that.

exited, and I felt so stupid-fleeing from Damon like we were actually

was real, so why did I have real feelings

I heard Damon’s voice from behind me, but I only sped up, my heels clacking on the ground as I jogged

throw the door open. Before

“Hey!”

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

grabbed the handle, pulling it but the car door

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

not go one day without being an “ss to me?” I snapped, breathing harshly.

laughed in my face, eyes twinkling with mirth. Clearly, he enjoyed upsetting

as the anger I’d been suppressing roared up inside of me. My cool was just about to call it quits when I heard a