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

couch, simply glancing

drawled, calmly. The calmer I was, the more irate

just as I

Ashton growled, towering over me like he thought he could intimidate me. Foolish. brother. He should’ve

marry any of your concern,

know what you’re planning” Ashton

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his anger grew. If he could, he would’ve buried me six feet

better not. think she can go to the press

sending him

even realizing what he was admitting to me. “This mess is all

asked, cautiously. I tried to draw out as much information from him as I could. I knew his anger would make

snapped. “The NDA I made. I couldn’t have her spilling our relationship all over the press. Lucky for me, she was dumb enough to buy that excuse about marrying her. Maybe I would have if she wasn’t so useless

snapped into

I wanted to do

now.

sign an NDA so you could break up with her for Corinna, and she couldn’t say a thing?

at the glass he’d emptied five

to say something to buy me some time. Corinna’s clout, connections, and

reason he did everything. His

The mere idea that Corinna compared to

telling me this? I already

you can turn Adelaide

self-control in my body

where it was due. He

hooking up with Corinna, either. I know you two used to be

conversation anymore. I got what I needed. Now, I just

rid of him.

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 is given to you by the family. You couldn’t provide

you say

my father’s assistant walked out of his office, saving me from listening to any more of Ashton’s drunken rant.

now, young master,” Louis, our father’s

lying,” I told

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glance back