Secret Billionaire’s Contract Bride: Marrying My Enemy’s Lover

Chapter 13

“I’m home.” I called to nobody as I dropped my keys into the nearby ceramic dish, shutting the door to my apartment behind me. I let out a breath, glad to finally be home.

Only silence answered me as usual.

My apartment was basic with minimal furniture and only a few photos hung on the fridge. The faucet leaked, the carpet was missing in some spots, and there was a dusty smell to it. But it was home.

I sighed, checking my phone for the hundredth time. I had not heard from Damon all day, and it was worrying me. He was the one that insisted we get started on having a baby soon, it wasn’t like him not to keep in contact with me.

I’d barely made it to my kitchen when I heard a firm knock on my door.

I frowned, warily grabbing the pepper spray I kept by the door at all times just in case. I thought it had been silly, but Damon had insisted on getting it for me.

Now, I was glad he did.

I held my finger on the trigger as I opened the door, and to my surprise, it wasn’t a burglar. “Mrs. Merryweather?” I asked, in surprise.

My next-door neighbor, a sweet old lady with a cheery disposition, stood at my door with a smile. “Oh, hello, dear! Did you happen to get my mail yesterday?” she asked, smiling kindly at me.

“Oh, yeah, I did.” I grabbed the mail from my side table, handing it over with a grin. “Here you go, Mrs. Merryweather.”

“Oh, you’re such a dear. Thank you!”

She left as quickly as she came. I sighed, shutting my door.

I threw the pepper spray on the table, feeling like an idiot. I headed to the kitchen, but again, a knock on my door halted me in my tracks.

I sighed. Who could this be now?

Mrs. Merryweather never stopped by more than once.

“Yes, Mrs-”

I threw open the door, but all the words I was going to say died in my throat.

It wasn’t Mrs. Merryweather.

It was Ashton. He was standing there smiling cooly at me.

“What are you doing here?” I demanded, my voice turning colder than ice.

Ashton sneered at me but didn’t answer. Instead, he pushed past me and entered my apartment. “Ashton, what are you doing? Get out,” I said firmly. The last thing I wanted was to see him.

“Still as small and ugly as ever,” he said about my apartment as entered without permission.

you!” I shouted, shutting my door as I ran after him, “You need to leave right

“sshole?” Ashton

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my tracks,

whirled on me, resentment in his eyes.

into my apartment because of this? Why did he even care? He was marrying my sister, after all!

of my brain

letting him intimidate me as my temper flared up.

any of your business?” I

Ashton growled, grabbing my wrist tightly enough

up at him, just as furious as

lied and jerked my

concise, and clear; there was no room for hidden meanings or

eyes once seeming so kind and patient to me were filled with an ugliness I reeled

“You are a whore. Just like your

was not going to let him speak

I will call the police,” I pointed at the door,

threw the door open

and then

it. My legs felt

I realized. Ashton was so different suddenly.

fell to my knees, no longer able to hold myself up, and clutched at the cold floor. Ashton had never spoken to me that

around my shoulders, wondering if he would come back-if he would send someone next time. Who else knew where my apartment

pocket. My hands were already. dialing the number I

was busy. Maybe he didn’t have time. Maybe he’d be mad at me for letting Ashton in, even

against the door as

Addie,” I muttered to

what about her?” Jenna snacked on a popsicle as she leaned over my shoulder, pointing at the photo of an actress.

my head. I flipped the page taking in the

just delivered the potential actors for the role of one of our female leads in the movie, but I

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to a decision. All of them seemed wrong for the

pointed at the

of an action heroine. She might overshadow our lead,” I said, glancing over her credentials, “Plus, she’s too young. She’s only 18.”

to pick a female lead at this rate.”

eyes as I flipped to the next picture but paused

eyes stared back

the top was written,

tormenting me in my personal life, no way was I going

production team’s really pushing for her to join the cast. I told them

her?” Gabriel asked, entering the tent

for our female leads came in,” Jenna

my other shoulder and spat out, “No way.”