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?"

my jaw tighten but kept my expression neutral. "My

hanging on by a thread. When Sean dumps you,

could do better. Someone like me could give

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

He gestured dismissively at the women in the room. "At

they're selling."

dangerously. "And that's exactly why

earned a dollar on his own," I

me, Luca, besides spending daddy's

your mouth, Angela. You're

I can actually earn my own living. Take away your father's connections, and what are you? Just another mediocre

flashed across his features. Before I could step

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

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No Better Than These

finger."

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

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

party where I'd first encountered Luca. We'd had a heated

he'd made crude comments about

seduce men with my "provocative" outfit. He'd propositioned me

bile rise in my throat as his face loomed closer, alcohol heavy on his breath. I

I warned,

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

and greedy. 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, groping her curves with

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

as he dragged his tongue slowly up her cheek, leaving a wet trail across, her flushed face. "Don't scare her too much. She's just a pretty little pet trying to please her boss-let's break her in nice

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

what happens when you try to act above your

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

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