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

Chapter 28

POV: *Adelaide*

The woman in the mirror was unfamiliar.

That was what I thought as I hooked the sapphires through my ears, securing them with the backs. They dangled from my lobes, the lights on the mirrors reflecting in the gems.

I hummed softly, tilting my head as I surveyed the stranger in the mirror. The strapless formal black dress with silver trim was beautiful, and it fit me like a glove, but it didn’t look like me at all.

“I knew it would look gorgeous on you.”

I flinched, spinning on my feet to find Damon behind me, leaning against the door with a heated look in his eyes.

“I look weird.” I sighed. “This dress isn’t like me at all.”

“No.” Damon said and shook his head, pushing off the door as he strode towards me. Our eyes met in the mirror as he wrapped his arms around. my waist, pulling my back to his chest.

“You look beautiful.” He pressed a kiss to my bare neck. The feeling of his lips on my skin made me go weak in the knees almost instantly. It was hard to believe this was happening. We’d been enemies for so long, but now I could feel myself falling hard for him.

I giggled, leaning my head back so he had better access as he trailed. kisses along my neck, his hands running up and down my waist sensually.

“We have to go or we’ll be late,” I reminded him.

“I’d rather stay in,” Damon breathed, his dark eyes meeting mine meaningfully. The desire he felt for me was on full display in his smoldering gaze.

I smirked, turning in his arms so we were face to face. “Sorry, but seducing me won’t get you out of this.”

“Who said I was seducing you?” Damon smirked back, leaning forward to kiss me. It was soft and slow and sweet and something that I could get lost in. I could easily allow myself to be swept away into his kiss but I knew better.

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“Sorry.” I whispered when we broke apart. “But I’m hungry, and we’ve got a dinner to go to.”

Damon sighed, finally relenting though I could see the regret in his eyes. as he let go of me. I brushed the wrinkles he’d made out of my dress, smoothing it down.

“Ready for hell, then, dear?” he said, sarcastically, offering his arm to me with a sly grin.

“Is Peter driving us?”

“Of course.”

am,” I smirked,

“Same,” Damon snorted.

as I expected, I was on my third glass of wine before dinner. My father kept sending me disapproving glances as he tried his best to make conversation with the

even the devil himself would enjoy a conversation

father. But I loved him dearly despite it all.

interested in playing politics with Ashton and Dalton, and I didn’t blame them.

to tears as I finished off my third glass of red wine, already thinking of my

something?” I whispered to Damon. “Cause this is doing nothing. I need something stronger

I love you drunk,” Damon whispered back and chuckled. “You should probably pace

I pouted, taking a sip of the glass of water

father said loudly and

diplomatic smile. “It is all due

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it this far.” He looked at her smiling. It was all so fake and instantly

sweetie,” Corinna smiled lovingly, laying her head on his shoulder.

water. I didn’t get how nobody else saw how fake they

for, as well,” Ashton glanced at his

during the whole dinner, which

sending a sly look to her daughter. I had no clue if she was

And

agreed. I could almost

who only thought of their

fists under the table, horrified that I had ever thought of using

out some other way to get the inheritance and prevent Corinna and Ashton from

heartless as my father. I wouldn’t do that

mine, squeezing gently, and I glanced at Damon. He

breath to calm my temper, squeezing his hand back to let him know

did I. Our hands stayed locked together, and I was glad

support.

“Dinner is served!”

servants poured into the dining room with

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for the group of us

with food; surprisingly he knew all my favorites. He even avoided bell

gratefully at him for it, and he returned it with a

“More wine, ma’am?”

around, holding a bottle of