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

Chapter 51

When I left the room I was all smiles and my heart was on cloud 9. Never before in my life had I expected that this would be

1.

2. Adelaide Steyn, was going to be the director of the book adaptation of the Mavelyn series. This was huge.

There had been talks of the books becoming a movie but no company had picked them up. Emma was very picky about who she wanted to trust with her babies. And now Brandon, Matt, and Steve were entrusting me to bring it all to life.

There was a script and I would need to look through it as soon as it got faxed to me.

1 got into the car Damon had gotten for me. I took my phone out, unable to wait much longer.

I opened the phone up to the group chat I shared with Lucas and Jenna. It was ironically called the ‘Spill the Tea” even though Lucas loathed tea with a burning passion.

Me: Guess what?

Lucas: You’re about to make us some nice millions?? Don’t forget us, little people.

Jenna: Lol, shut up Lucas.

Lucas: What? You were thinking it too. “rolling eyes emoji*

Jenna: Technically, she is a millionaire because of our Daddy Damon.

Me: Ew, that name is not going to stick, Jenna. Can we use any other one besides that?

Jenna: I like it haha

Lucas: Me too, I mean have you seen your husband? He is a tall drink of temptation and lust!

Me: Now that you two are done thirsting after my husband, can I ask you something?

Jenna: Yes?

Lucas: All ears.

Me: How would you guys feel about moving to LA for a little while?

Jenna: ???

to direct the movie on the condition that they can get you guys a spot on the production team. I couldn’t fly to LA without my

Jenna: What?!

so huge I think I may have just peed myself a little. Tell me this is real. Tell me this isn’t just some very sick and twisted vivid dream!

out a little laugh

very real, Lucas.

in the group until I got to my hotel where I later said my goodbyes

this move would not only impact me but also him. We were a team-a unit. He said that he would follow me wherever I went and I trusted that but I also knew that his whole life

I walked through the door I found him on one of the couches in the living area with his laptop

my face and he was smiling. “You got it?”

making my way over to him and making myself comfortable beside

laptop to the coffee table and turned his body in my direction. “Talk

from my lips. “I want the job but it’s going to require me to be out here for a year if not

across the country. LA

you have the opportunities

fingers together. “But

“What about me?”

big dark eyes had me in an iron grip. Even when I had loathed him. I always thought there was something magnificent about the depth in

hand gently pulling me toward him. “Do you want to know what makes me happy?”

for him

his large hands rested on my hips. His thumbs brushed the exposed skin of my crop top causing a small wave of

makes you happy, husband

threaded their way into his silky hair I loved how we moved with each other. The way our bodies spoke to each other. It was harmonious and

softly. “I don’t mind being here for a year and work can travel with me. When I need to be on the ground in Nevada then I’ll just fly there and then come running back

of

you, I’m always sure” Another soft kiss on my lips. “Besides, I had a feeling we would be making

“What?”

over my shoulder. I followed his gaze to his computer and found him on a real estate website. I arched my back toward

were looking for a house for us?”

smile on his face. His eyes moved over my face, drinking in my

He held me tighter. “I will support you no matter how far we need to go or how long. I just know that as long as I have you by my side then I’ll be okay. So take the

is our new home for the next year

“Home for me is wherever you are. If you want or

me. This man was incredible

He pulled me in tightly and deepened the kiss, angling his head. I moaned into

hands dipped below the hem of my top and they made their

but I could see the hunger in his eyes and I was sure that I

celebrate this accomplishment of yours. Mrs.

the slow