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

Chapter 120

When I came to, I was strapped to a chair in a small wooden room that looked to be a cabin. There was furniture that had to be five or so decades old. Cobwebs and dust covered the walls and the only source of light was this singular light bulb that hung above me and the lights mounted onto the walls.

I could see from the dirty mirror that it was daybreak and this cabin was surrounded by large pine trees.

I was in the middle of nowhere. I had no idea where in LA a place like this could exist. How far had she taken me? Was I even still in the state?

All these questions plagued my mind, only adding to my distress.

I tried to pull at the ropes that bound my hands but they were tied up tightly. Panic was flowing through my body but I did my best to keep myself calm.

I stared down and sure enough, I was still in the same gown I had worn the night before. So no one had taken advantage of me while I slept but that didn’t mean I was safe.

“Tabitha!” I screamed her name. “Come out here and show your face.”

I had no idea why she would even do such a thing to me. I had not seen her in over a year and now she had kidnapped me? None of this made any sense.

“Tabitha!” I bellowed at the top of my lungs. “Come out here!”

“Oh, would you quit your yelling, your voice is like nails on a chalkboard.”

The last person I expected walked into the small living room.

have known she

seeing your ugly little face, Adie. How have you been?”

these two even know each

we were starving.” Angela flipped her rather blonde-looking

trying to

air. “But alas, you have to stay breathing for a little while longer.” “I swear to God when I get out of here I am going to kill you,” I made sure to

in front of me. She used her finger to tilt my chin upward so I was looking her in the eye.

I hated how she was the only person who was able to bring about the murderous rage inside of me. She knew how to get under my skin and had been doing it

a scowl etched its way onto her face taking away

Damon? Oh no, I found someone far better than that idiot

“What?”

pulled into a cold smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “I think you know him well, isn’t that right, dearest?”

entrance with his hands in his pockets and his eyes glaring at

one to rope her into this, likely in the guise that she needed

Angela and kissed her squarely on the lips with so much tongue she looked like she was drowning.

air, he was smiling but I didn’t miss the look of disgust on Angela’s face before she

a psycho and a sociopath. A match made

Angela’s ass to which she let out

of this is personal-oh wait, it

sorry ass off, right? And this time there will be

struck a nerve.

something, I’m the one with the upper hand. My brother will do anything to have you back and that