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?"

kept my expression neutral. "My marriage

by a thread. When Sean dumps you, what will you have left? A failed family

better. Someone like me could give you everything you

and mighty, Angela. Everyone knows you only married Sean

different from these hookers?" He gestured dismissively at the women in the room. "At least they're honest

they're selling."

exactly

dollar on his

me, Luca, besides spending daddy's money, what

You're not

out that you're nothing but a parasite? Unlike you, I can actually earn

across his features. Before I could step back,

about you anymore. I could take

1/3

You're No Better Than

finger."

Go ahead. Everyone knows he's too

sure you maintain this luxurious

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

he'd made crude comments about my

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

my throat as his face loomed closer, alcohol heavy on his breath. I tried

of me," I

cut through the tension. She rushed forward, trying to pull Luca's arm away from me.

grip, his fingers digging into her soft skin, while the other shoved his hand

little treat," one of them growled, yanking her closer, his voice dripping with lust. "Such a loyal assistant, huh? Time to show this sweet thing what

a wet trail across, her flushed face. "Don't scare

grip, watching helplessly as tears

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

to force a glass of champagne to Emily's lips, the door burst open with a

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