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?"

felt my jaw tighten but kept my expression neutral. "My marriage is none of your

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

do better. Someone like me could give you everything

mighty, Angela. Everyone knows you only married Sean

these hookers?" He gestured dismissively at the women in

they're selling."

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

a dollar on

Luca, besides spending daddy's money, what exactly can

mouth, Angela. You're not

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

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

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

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No Better Than These

finger."

harsh and ugly. "What are you going to do? Tell Sean? Go ahead. Everyone knows he's too busy

become my mistress instead? His voice dropped to a husky whisper. "I can make sure you maintain

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

made crude comments about my

I was trying to seduce men with my "provocative" outfit. He'd propositioned me for a

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

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

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

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 under

assistant, huh? Time to show this sweet thing what happens when good girls step

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

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

just laughed, clearly enjoying the scene. "See what happens when you try to act above

as one of the men started to force a glass of champagne

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