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

Chapter 73

*Damon*

On the one day I needed to get back to LA, Vegas decided to rain. It was the fucking desert and it had decided to rain. What the fuck?

I called and texted my wife but she was giving me the cold shoulder. The only thing I got back from her were the three words I needed to hear to know that we would make it out of this mess alive.

‘I love you‘

I would be lying if I said that I hadn’t had my doubts about her feelings. toward me. What I had said to her was wrong and if it had been me I would have been so hurt by the accusations, I don’t know what I would have done. She was far more gracious and I was truly undeserving of a wife like her.

I parked my car in the driveway and saw that her car was missing. I didn’t know if that made me relieved or sad. I wanted to get my groveling done immediately but maybe I needed to better prepare myself some more.

I had been expecting to come home to a silent and empty home. But to my utter shock and surprise the first thing I heard the moment I stepped foot into the foyer was the unmistakable voice of my older brother.

“You bitch! How could you do this to me?!” his voice roared from the living room traveling all the way into this room.

There was only one person he would speak to like that and though I didn’t like her he didn’t get a pass on disrespecting her in my house. I left my bags at the front and marched my way to the living room.

I had been on edge for the last 48 hours and drilling my fist into my brother’s face felt like a great way to relieve the stress that was trapped in my shoulders.

“Leave Ashton.” I came to see Corinna on the other side of the room near the corner where a plant stood tall. Her face was stern and unwavering but from her body language alone I knew that she was a little uneasy.

“And what do we have here?” I kept my tone easy and light. I leaned against the door frame and looked at my brother. “What are you doing in my house, Ashton?”

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to get my

divorcing your sorry ass.”

throwing. Corinna knows the deal we made and she needs to stick to it. I know you could give two fucks about me, brother. Allow me to just take my wife home and I will gladly leave your tin can of a home.”

of my mouth. “Need I remind you that you have nothing to your name? This tin can of a house is

money,” he

in a far better tax bracket than most and here he was squandering for

frame and took a few steps into the room. “What you are is a washed–up politician who’s clinging onto the little popularity he has. You know she’s your best shot at governor,

huh?”

side of his body. His face took on a red tint as the anger filled his

was opening her legs for yet another successful man. Tell

currently in a fight with

how to get under my skin and it was the most annoying thing in this world. He was very

I will have

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two seconds flat.”

in the air. “It’s okay. Your wife has been passed around a few times

fist connected with his face and to my dissatisfaction, I

would just

lifted his head and looked at me with a bleeding nose. “Touchy I

grabbed the collar of his button–down, moving us back till his back hit the wall. “If you ever speak about my wife again, I will put a bullet

blood staining his teeth. “Violence is not your look. All this for a piece

But instead of being normal and shutting his mouth, he kept going.

if I go back to her will she spread her legs for me again? I remember how she liked to be taken from behind. Tell me, brother, do you fuck her like

was the blinding rage and I lost

after punch, I drilled

pushed and now he was going to pay. When it came to Adelaide I became unhinged. I was not afraid to spill blood for her and that was what a lot of people