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?"

jaw tighten but kept my expression neutral. "My marriage

taking another step closer. "Why keep playing the loyal wife? Everyone knows you're just hanging on by a thread. When Sean dumps you, what will you

could do better. Someone like me could give

sneer. “Stop acting so high and mighty, Angela. Everyone knows you only married Sean for his money.

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

they're selling."

exactly

fund playboy who's never earned a dollar on

daddy's

mouth, Angela. You're not in a

actually earn my own living. Take away your father's

I could step back, he

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

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finger."

"What are you going to do? Tell Sean? Go ahead. Everyone knows he's too busy with Christina to care about his

mistress instead? His voice dropped to a husky whisper. "I can make sure you maintain this luxurious lifestyle after your divorce. Remember that island party five years ago? I liked you from the moment I saw

first encountered Luca. We'd

clearly now: he'd made crude comments about my

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

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

go of me," I warned, "or you'll

through the tension. She rushed forward, trying to pull Luca's arm away from me. "Stop it!

Luca's friends pounced on Emily, their hands rough and greedy. One pinned her slender neck in a bruising grip, his fingers digging into her soft skin, while

assistant, huh? Time to show this sweet thing what happens when good girls step out of line."

he dragged his tongue slowly up her cheek, leaving a wet trail across, her flushed face. "Don't scare her too

grip, watching helplessly as tears welled up in Emily's eyes. "Leave her

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

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

massive figure filled the doorway-broad-shouldered and intimidating, like