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

Chapter 13

“I’m home.” I called to nobody as I dropped my keys into the nearby ceramic dish, shutting the door to my apartment behind me. I let out a breath, glad to finally be home.

Only silence answered me as usual.

My apartment was basic with minimal furniture and only a few photos hung on the fridge. The faucet leaked, the carpet was missing in some spots, and there was a dusty smell to it. But it was home.

I sighed, checking my phone for the hundredth time. I had not heard from Damon all day, and it was worrying me. He was the one that insisted we get started on having a baby soon, it wasn’t like him not to keep in contact with me.

I’d barely made it to my kitchen when I heard a firm knock on my door.

I frowned, warily grabbing the pepper spray I kept by the door at all times just in case. I thought it had been silly, but Damon had insisted on getting it for me.

Now, I was glad he did.

I held my finger on the trigger as I opened the door, and to my surprise, it wasn’t a burglar. “Mrs. Merryweather?” I asked, in surprise.

My next-door neighbor, a sweet old lady with a cheery disposition, stood at my door with a smile. “Oh, hello, dear! Did you happen to get my mail yesterday?” she asked, smiling kindly at me.

“Oh, yeah, I did.” I grabbed the mail from my side table, handing it over with a grin. “Here you go, Mrs. Merryweather.”

“Oh, you’re such a dear. Thank you!”

She left as quickly as she came. I sighed, shutting my door.

I threw the pepper spray on the table, feeling like an idiot. I headed to the kitchen, but again, a knock on my door halted me in my tracks.

I sighed. Who could this be now?

Mrs. Merryweather never stopped by more than once.

“Yes, Mrs-”

I threw open the door, but all the words I was going to say died in my throat.

It wasn’t Mrs. Merryweather.

It was Ashton. He was standing there smiling cooly at me.

“What are you doing here?” I demanded, my voice turning colder than ice.

Ashton sneered at me but didn’t answer. Instead, he pushed past me and entered my apartment. “Ashton, what are you doing? Get out,” I said firmly. The last thing I wanted was to see him.

“Still as small and ugly as ever,” he said about my apartment as entered without permission.

ran after him, “You need to leave right now! And you can keep

you in love with that “sshole?” Ashton said,

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in my tracks, absolutely dumbfounded,

whirled on me, resentment in

into my apartment because of this? Why did he even care? He was marrying

brain whispered that this

him intimidate me as my temper flared up. He had some nerve

of your business?”

me!” Ashton growled, grabbing my wrist tightly enough that

just

am.” I lied and jerked my hand out of

was no room for hidden meanings

back from me, his eyes once seeming so kind and patient to me were filled with an ugliness I reeled back from.

“You are a whore.

snapped. I was not going to let him speak

I pointed at the

the door, stomping in his boots. He threw the door open with more force than necessary and it hit the

me darkly, and then he was gone, and the

raced to the door, locking and deadbolting it. My legs felt weak and my hands were clammy.

was scared, I realized. Ashton was so different suddenly.

able to hold myself up, and clutched at the cold floor. Ashton had never spoken to me that way before. I’d never seen him so angry

if he would come back-if he would send someone next

mind, and I pulled my phone out of my pocket. My hands were already. dialing the

he’d be mad

my head against the door as I realized how

home, Addie,” I

snacked on a popsicle as she leaned over my shoulder, pointing at the photo

head. I flipped the page taking in the images of dozens

one of our female leads

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to come to a decision. All of them seemed wrong for the job.

at the blonde on page

our lead,” I said, glancing

going to pick a female

rolled my eyes as I flipped to the next picture

eyes stared back at me from the photo.

top was written, ‘Corinna Summers.”

already tormenting me in my personal life, no way was I going to let her ruin my professional

her to join the cast. I told them we could make her an extra

her?” Gabriel asked, entering the tent with

our female leads came in,” Jenna

shoulder and