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?"

tighten but kept my expression neutral.

thread. When Sean dumps you, what

could do better. Someone like me could give you everything

mighty, Angela. Everyone knows you only married Sean

dismissively at the women in the room. "At least they're honest about

they're selling."

flashed dangerously. "And that's exactly why you'll always

trust fund playboy who's never earned a dollar on his own," I shot back, my voice

daddy's money,

You're not in a position

cut in, my voice ice-cold. "To point out that you're nothing but a parasite? Unlike you, I can actually earn my own living. Take away your father's connections,

across his features. Before I could step back, he grabbed my arm, yanking

protect you? He doesn't give a damn about you anymore. I could take you right here, and he wouldn't

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No Better Than These

finger."

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

can make sure you maintain this

party where I'd first encountered Luca.

it clearly now: he'd made

men with my "provocative" outfit. He'd propositioned me for a one-night stand, treating

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

I

voice suddenly cut through the tension. She rushed forward, trying to pull Luca's

on Emily, their hands rough and greedy. One pinned her slender neck in a bruising grip, his fingers digging into her soft skin, while the other shoved his hand

to show this sweet thing what

trail across,

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

enjoying the scene. "See what happens when you try to act above your

as one of the men started to force a glass of champagne to Emily's lips, the door burst open with a thunderous

figure filled the doorway-broad-shouldered and intimidating, like a Marine stepped straight