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

Chapter 59

Chapter 59

*Adelaide

Production on the movie had started about a week ago and Damon and I were better than ever. After my trip to Vegas, we stayed there for an extra week to just recuperate. I had a different view and outlook now. I knew that Damon and I would be fine at the end of the day.

But that turbulence that I had felt between us had hit hard. It had scared me enough to make me realize that even we weren’t invincible to the effects of the outside world. So I was willing to be more disciplined.

After the dinner, we had spoken extensively about what we both needed from each other and to call out a safe word when we felt like we were losing touch with each other. Mine was cactus and his was pineapple.

I was more than confident that this time we would take better to LA.

I had just wrapped up with Comic-Con when I got a text from my sister saying that she was flying out to LA to visit for a little bit.

Corinna and I were slowly building our relationship back up and I would even say that we were friends now. But Corinna and Damon still had a little frostiness between them. Well, if I was being honest it was more so Damon than it was Corinna. He still didn’t trust her and I understood his reservations. But she was on her own and she was my family.

Me: What time does your plane get in?

Corinna: I’m actually already here

What in the world? There was something off and I knew it. Corinna was not a spontaneous traveler. She was very particular and she liked to plan and curate things a certain way. So the fact she had just shown up here unannounced meant that something was wrong.

I got into the new Range Rover that Damon had gotten for me after our little fight. I had told him it wasn’t necessary but he had said since he made me cry it was the least he could do. When he did things like that I was reminded of exactly who I married.

He was one of the richest men in America and he was my husband. The same man I cuddled with and who laid on my chest like a little baby was one of Forbes’ most frequent faces.

It boggled my mind.

exactly

Corinna: Your house

who was home was my husband. I prayed that when I got home the house would still be standing. I knew how those two could get sometimes. And when it got ugly it got really really

I got a text from

witch of the

at that point. What? Although I didn’t agree with how I interacted with my sister, their banter was hilarious at times-comical even.

sister, thank

she’s still the wicked witch of the west. I could call the cops on

guest in

we get her

waking up to the Grinch every morning. Imagine

God, don’t be

where Damon broke his brooding CEO aesthetic and became like this whining

to let her

her on the doorstep. But I guess that explained why my sister had sent me a slew of texts telling me

let her in. She’s our

invite her and I know you didn’t either because you would have told me

wifey? “eyes

She just needs a little breather and to take in

in a hotel for new scenery. She doesn’t need

swear. I’m coming home. Let her in and don’t kill her.

promises on the last part.

for my house. As I made my way down the busy LA roads I asked the heavens that I didn’t arrive to a house on fire and I meant that both figuratively

off when I made it to the front door entrance and hurried inside. I had been expecting to hear screaming voices or possibly the smashing of glass but to my surprise, all was calm in the Steyn household.

I called from the foyer. “I’m home.”

called from the living

my husband sitting on opposite

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