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

Chapter 118

Today was the big day. After what had felt like years in the making I was finally able to showcase my creativity on the big screen. It was long-awaited and I had poured my blood sweat and tears into this.

And now as I sat here in the car with my husband by my side and my hand clutching his tightly, I still could not believe that it was actually happening. I was a big-screen movie director. For years I had just stayed in the lane of indie films and it had been comfortable for some time. But this had been on my vision board ever since I was a little girl.

“I can hear your thoughts, baby,” my husband said beside me, his thumb rubbing the back of my hand. If he wasn’t here I would be a total and utter mess if I was being honest. He was the stability in the storm.

“It’s not every day that you get to showcase your live-action adaptation of one of the biggest-selling books of all time.” Even hearing it out loud, I still could not believe it. I was just a small girl from a big city who had one little dream and suddenly it was all coming to life.

“I need everyone to like this, they all entrusted me with this book, this most beloved and successful book. I only hope that I did it justice. And if I haven’t, then I can never show my face again in the industry. If this movie tanks, I might as well move to a small town in Virginia, shave my head, and become one with the locals.”

My husband let out a soft chuckle. “You will not need to shave your head or move to Virginia. You poured everything you had into this movie and I’m sure that it is going to translate onto the big screen. You are a talented woman and a force to be reckoned with. This is only the beginning of your future. And tonight, everyone will see exactly what I saw all those years ago. You are amazing, phenomenal, extraordinary, out of this world-

“Okay, okay, I get it.” 1 slapped my hand over his mouth. “I’m great. You can stop showering me with compliments now.”

He mumbled behind my hand and then he licked the inside of it. I drew my hand back with a small shriek of disgust.

“Ew,” I said, rubbing my wet hand on his pants.

“Ew? I don’t recall you crying when I had my mouth in your pussy until you cummed “Damon!” looked to our driver who had his eyes set on the road, ignoring us. I knew that it was his job to act like he wasn’t there but I know for a fact he had just heard my husband talk about how he was eating me out only an hour or so ago.

And besides, he was

some reason, I felt so insatiable lately. All I wanted to do was jump his bones. But I guess that was

each other. No one else existed apart from each other. I was so absorbed in him and him in me. If we could have, I

were in such a great place with each other and now with this little one growing inside of me, I was at ease. Okay, that wasn’t

not seen the light of day and I was

movie but I had chosen to stay behind and nest. I didn’t want any added

movie wrapped up and the release date approaching, I was going to take a break and focus

had felt melted away and I was seized by the throat with all the anxiety that poured into my body. My husband squeezed my hand, drawing my

“Yeah?”

proud of you.”

I was a little confused until he placed his hand on my flat stomach. My heart grew twice in

“Thank you.”

The gesture calmed the majority

hopped out of the car and rounded it to come to my

miscarriage. The interviews didn’t really count because they were all done with just one person

man I fell in love with almost two years ago to the day I suddenly felt empowered. I felt like I could do this and make it

hand and I placed my smaller one into

“Ready?”

“Ready.”