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.

red with rage, and I

the couch, simply glancing

with me marrying Adelaide?” I drawled, calmly. The calmer I was, the more irate Ashton became.

smirked as his temper rose, just as I

growled, towering over me like he thought he could intimidate me. Foolish. brother.

marry any of your concern, brother?”

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

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

she can go to

sending him a wary

I made her sign that NDA,” Ashton ranted to himself, not even

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

me, she was dumb enough to buy that excuse

snapped

keeping my face impassive, though I wanted to do more than be

now.

an NDA so you could break up with her for Corinna, and she couldn’t say a thing? Clever,” I said, my blood

at the glass

her I just needed to get the paperwork together, and I’d marry her. I needed to say something to buy me some time. Corinna’s clout, connections, and money will help my campaign. Adelaide’s cute, but she’s useless. I

it was. The reason he did everything.

sight, including his face. The mere idea that Corinna compared to Adelaide in any

telling me this? I already

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

every ounce of self-control in my body not to hit him at that

it was due. He had

Corinna, either. I know you

not caring about this conversation anymore. I got what I

rid

grinned, crossing his arms as he 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 is given to you by the family. You couldn’t

say so.”

father’s assistant walked out of his office,

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

say it was a pleasant chat, but I’d be lying,” I told

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bothering to even glance