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

Chapter 32

Chapter 32

POV: “Adelaide*

“Yes, I understand. Mmhm. Okay, Bye.”

I sighed as I hung up my phone, throwing it onto the coffee table. I threw myself onto the couch, my head hitting the firm legs of the man beside me.

“Bad news?” Damon asked, with a smile as he reached out to run his fingers gently through my hair attempting to soothe

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“The florist canceled,” I said, leaning into his touch. I curled into his lap, shutting my eyes as I sighed. “Apparently, Corinna’s booked every florist in the city for her wedding day.”

“Of course, Damon rolled his eyes, sighing heavily.

“Our wedding is going to be a disaster,” I groaned, covering my face with my hands.

“No, it won’t,” Damon argued.

“Oh, really?” I snapped, sitting up as I leaned my weight on my palms. “We don’t have a florist, we don’t have a caterer, we don’t have a decorator and almost fifty guests have canceled including both of our fathers. Safe to say, it’s already ruined”

“So?” Damon chuckled, wrapping his hand around my head as he quickly stole a kiss from me. “All I need is you. Who cares about anyone else? You’re all I’m going to see anyway.”

“Corny,” I deadpanned, despite the blush blooming across my cheeks. Despite the bad news, he had me smiling. He was way too good at this.

“But it’s true.”

He grinned.

I sighed, leaning my head on his shoulder. “We’re supposed to get married in two days, and nothing is going right.”

“Addie.” Damon started, tilting my chin up so our eyes met, “I only wanted a ceremony to stop the press from gossiping. I don’t care if I marry you in the middle of a hurricane or at the courthouse. As long as I can call you my wife. I’m happy.”

I smiled, leaning forward so our foreheads were touching, and I could see my reflection in his e eyes.

“Same for me,” I admitted. “I don’t care about any of these theatrics. I just want to be married to you already.”

“We should’ve just gotten married at the courthouse,” Damon commented. “That would’ve been easier.”

Both of our eyes lit up at the same time, a lightbulb clicking on in both of our minds as we turned to one another with wide

eyes.

you

forward to kiss my nose. “We

a grin splitting across my face.

into the empty house, scrambling to

the floor and then the pounding of feet rushing above us and down the

appeared at the living room entrance, breathing heavily with beads of sweat

“What is it?”

eyes as held himself defensively as if he was searching for a threat.

us,” I said, kindly as I pushed past him to

asked, bewilderedly. He dropped his hands out of their defensive

threat.

I heard Damon answer

Peter

“We’re cloping!”

muttered with a desolate look

you’re getting married in a chapel by an

waited in the lobby of the chapel. “But you’re making me be the witness!

bad.” Damon said, coldly

clouds. Excitement and anxiety twirled around in my stomach. I couldn’t

Hildebrand?” the

liquid courage, getting to my wobbly feet. I giggled as I fell forward and Damon caught me, wrapping his

drawled, smirking down at

whispered to him, then leaned forward to

but I’d never thought a rum and

a schoolgirl with her first crush.

stepped foot inside the building. He had a ukulele with him and was dressed in the classic Elvis gear.

would be, not too tight and easy to breathe and

finger guns at us and I tried my best not to laugh. A quick glance at Damon said he was

as he

Damon’s hand, sending him a

Elvis played us one of his famous

in the sacred ceremony of matrimony,” Elvis bellowed before the empty

hands as we stared at one another deeply. Peter shifted on his feet anxiously

didn’t care.

Damon with a grin, “take this beautiful woman to be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, in good times and bad, for richer or poorer, for

his immediate

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