The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 54

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 54: You're No Better Than These Hookers!

Angela POV

Luca's smirk deepened as he watched me, lounging back into the plush leather of the VIP suite.

His eyes held that familiar entitled gleam I'd seen too many times in men who confused wealth with worth.

"Come now, Angela," he drawled, gesturing to one of his friends to pour more champagne. "Why so serious? We're all friends here."

I kept my stance firm, one hand protectively near Emily.

"I've made myself clear, Luca. This isn't an appropriate venue for business discussions."

One of Luca's friends-a tall man with slicked-back hair and an expensive but tasteless suit-sidled closer to Emily.

"Hey beautiful, how about a drink?" He held out a glass of champagne, his smile predatory. "A pretty thing like you shouldn't just

stand there all stiff."

Emily shifted uncomfortably, pressing closer to me. "No, thank you," she said firmly, but I could hear the tremor in her voice.

“Leave her alone," I snapped, my patience wearing thin. "She's here in a professional capacity."

Another of Luca's entourage laughed, the sound crude and mocking.

"Professional? Come on, sweetheart. We all know why pretty girls like you two really come to places like this."

Luca raised his hand, silencing his friends with a lazy gesture. He stood, walking toward me with exaggerated casualness.

"You know, Angela, I've been hearing interesting things about you and Sean." His voice dropped lower, meant for my ears alone. "Word is, he's getting ready to throw you aside. Christina's quite the upgrade, isn't she?"

expression neutral. "My marriage is none of

keep playing the loyal wife? Everyone knows you're just hanging on by a thread. When Sean dumps you, what

Someone like me could give you everything

curled into a sneer. “Stop acting so high and mighty, Angela. Everyone knows you only married Sean for

these hookers?" He gestured dismissively at

they're selling."

eyes flashed dangerously. "And that's exactly why you'll always be nothing

dollar on his own," I shot back, my voice dripping with

daddy's money,

Angela. You're not in

but a parasite? Unlike you, I can actually earn my own living. Take

across his features. Before I could step

think Sean will protect you? He doesn't give a damn about you anymore. I could take you

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You're No

finger."

Tell Sean? Go ahead. Everyone knows he's too busy with Christina to care

closer. "Why don't you become my mistress instead? His voice dropped to a husky whisper. "I can make sure you maintain this luxurious lifestyle after your divorce. Remember that island

memory suddenly flooded back-that resort party where I'd first encountered Luca. We'd had a heated argument that

now: he'd made crude comments about my

with my "provocative" outfit. He'd propositioned me for

his face loomed closer, alcohol heavy on his breath. I tried to pull away,

I warned, "or you'll

forward, trying to pull Luca's arm away from me. "Stop it! Let

One pinned her slender neck in a bruising grip, his fingers digging into her soft skin, while the other shoved his hand under her blouse,

yanking her closer, his voice dripping with lust. "Such a loyal assistant, huh? Time to show this sweet thing what happens when good girls step out of line." He

other purred, his hot breath tickling her ear as he dragged his tongue slowly up her cheek, leaving a wet trail across, her flushed

against Luca's grip, watching helplessly as tears welled up in

clearly enjoying the scene. "See what happens when you try to act above your station? Now your precious assistant

of champagne to Emily's lips, the

and intimidating, like a