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

Chapter 12

POV: *Damon*

The liquid gold in my glass slipped down my throat like butter. The smokey flavor was not my favorite of alcohols but whatever got the job done.

The ice cubes clinked in the glass as I sipped the whiskey while casually stretching across the sofa in my father’s house.

Ashton and our father were on the other couch arguing, which always put a delightful skip in my step. Anytime Ashton was getting yelled at, I was delighted.

“Four hundred dollars?” Our father, Dalton, snarled, throwing the bill on the table like it was trash. “For flower centerpieces?”

“Each.” Ashton groaned, rubbing his forehead from what was most likely a building headache. I grinned to myself around my glass.

“Are they made of gold?” Dad sneered. “She’s already $4,000 over budget!”

“I know, Father,” Ashton said in exasperation. “But what do you expect me to do? She won’t compromise.”

“She’s your fiancee,” Dad said and glared at him. “Make sure you put her in her place or else.”

I snorted at the very thought. Put Corinna in her place? The idea was absurd. Corinna didn’t listen to anyone, especially about spending money.

Both Ashton and our father looked at me with annoyed expressions.

“Why is he even here?” Ashton growled, hooking his thumb at me.

I sipped my whiskey before I replied, “I need to talk to Father. I’m just waiting my turn.”

“That’s right,” Dad nodded. “I just needed to speak with you about this matter first.”

He glared at the bill, getting up from his seat. “Fix this, Ashton, or you’ll be paying for the wedding.” Father turned to me. “I’ll meet you in my office shortly.”

I nodded, and he left, leaving me and Ashton alone.

It was a truly grave mistake on his part. But I was all too ready for the encounter coming my way. Ashton grit his teeth, rounding on me with a death glare that could curdle milk. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

“I assure you I don’t know what you mean,” I said casually, setting my empty glass on the table.

his feet. His face was red with rage, and I did my

on the couch, simply glancing

marrying Adelaide?” I drawled, calmly. The

temper rose, just as I knew

over me like he thought he could intimidate me.

chooses to marry any of

act cocky, Damon. I know what you’re planning” Ashton shouted.

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I smirked, watching how his anger grew. If he could, he would’ve buried me six feet under by now. But he knew he

“And she better not. think she can go to the press about our relationship. That will not

paused, sending him a

even realizing what he was admitting to me. “This

draw out as much information from him as I could.

relationship all over the press. Lucky for me, she was dumb enough to buy that excuse

all snapped into

impassive, though I wanted to do more than be peaceful right

now.

so you could break up with her for Corinna, and she couldn’t say a thing? Clever,” I said, my blood boiling inside. Our siblings

always did have one weakness. I glanced at the

something to buy me some time. Corinna’s clout, connections, and money will help my campaign. Adelaide’s cute, but she’s useless. I need

was. The reason he did everything. His stupid

wasn’t ready to smash everything in sight, including his face. The mere idea that

already

silent about everything.” Ashton spat. “Well, don’t think you can turn Adelaide against me. She’s too in love with me to

of self-control in my body not to

to give credit where it was due. He had

with Corinna, either. I know you

simply nodded, not caring about this conversation anymore. I got

be rid of

sneered at me, “Maybe you knew all along how much she spent on useless crap. That’s why she didn’t stay with you, you’re useless trash. Everything you have

say

opened his mouth to retort, probably another insult, but my father’s assistant walked out of his office,

master,” Louis, our father’s long-term assistant,

pleasant chat, but I’d be lying,” I told Ashton coldly as I

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to even glance