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.

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

love with that “sshole?” Ashton

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in my tracks, absolutely dumbfounded,

me,

because of this? Why

nagging little piece of my brain whispered that this

not letting him intimidate me as my temper flared up. He had some nerve coming into my apartment and demanding things

any of your business?” I

me!” Ashton growled, grabbing my wrist tightly

up at him, just as furious

I am.” I lied and jerked my hand

concise, and clear; there was

seeming so kind and patient to me were filled with an ugliness I

whore.

flinched, but then snapped. I was not going to let him

the police,” I pointed at

at me before heading towards the door, stomping in his boots. He threw the door open with more force than necessary and it hit the wall- leaving a

reminded me darkly, and then he was gone, and the door

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

Ashton was so different

cold floor. Ashton had never spoken to me that way before. I’d never seen him

my arms around my shoulders, wondering if he would come back-if he would send someone

my pocket. My hands were already. dialing the number I had quickly memorized. I paused right before hitting the call- unsure if

Maybe he didn’t have time. Maybe he’d be mad at me for letting Ashton in, even

on the floor, leaning my head against the door

I muttered to

Jenna snacked on a popsicle as she leaned over my shoulder, pointing at the photo of an actress.

boring,” I shook my head. I flipped the page taking

actors for the role of one of our female leads in the movie,

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

Jenna pointed at the blonde on page 23.

lead,” I said, glancing over her credentials, “Plus, she’s too young. She’s only 18.”

going to pick a female lead at this

I flipped to the next

eyes stared back

on the top was written, ‘Corinna

She was already tormenting me in my personal life, no way

cast. I told them we could make her an extra or something, but they want her as a lead.

entering the tent

our female leads came in,” Jenna said,

shoulder and spat out, “No way.”