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

Chapter 33

POV: “Corinna”

The sunbeams made their way through the cracks of the bay window; the dark curtains that blocked them out were nothing under its power.

I twitched in my sleep, the light behind my eyes pulling me from my dream. I shifted my head to the right, breathing in deeply. The light, however, was stubborn.

It followed me, and I groaned. flipping onto my stomach and burying my head in the pillow.

I had never been a morning person. Necessity had forced it upon me, but as my consciousness surfaced from sleep, I counted the days in my head.

Friday. It was Friday morning. I had no responsibilities, so I could sleep in until 10:00.

If the stupid sun would let me rest.

Mornings were the worst.

I yawned, still half-asleep as I pulled my pillow over my head, blocking out the rays of the morning sun filtering through the curtains of the window.

I sighed in relief, my body relaxing as I slipped right back into sleep. I could’ve slept the day away.

If it wasn’t for the alarm I’d set last night ringing incessantly,

“Ugh!” I threw my pillow, hearing it thump against the wall as I sat up in bed, grumpily. I fished for my phone on the nightstand, wincing at the sudden light from the screen as I shut off the alarm.

There was an unseen text message on my phone that caught my attention.

1 frowned, sitting up in bed as I opened it up.

“Girl, don’t look at the news, Leila texted me.

“Why? Did my father do something stupid again?’ I wrote back, rolling my eyes. It wouldn’t have been the first time my father had gotten himself into trouble.

He wasn’t a good man or even a good father, but he was better than none at all. Adelaide took that for granted. Just another thing I hated about her.

‘Not exactly, came the reply.

“Then what?”

Finally, she texted back with a link to a news article. Wasting no time, I clicked it, and my jaw dropped open.

*Damon Steyn and Adelaide Hildebrand Elope before wedding!

I scrolled down to read at a fast pace.

Two days before their official wedding. Damon Steyn, the son of CEO Dalton Steyn of Steyn Industries, and Adelaide Hildebrand, the first daughter of the old Hildebrand lineage, were caught leaving the Las Vegas Chapel dressed in wedding attire Thursday night.”

really went and got married? In Vegas of

photo was of Damon dressed in a suit, a massive grin on his face as he carried Adelaide in his

with a tint of

pretty for someone like her. She deserved to

knew it. Who did they think

my phone to throw it at the wall, but

fix

on the hard plastic

three rings, it cut

Ashton Steyn. Leave your name

“Sh*t!”

phone, not even knowing where Ashton was. Probably

needed him, he was gone again. Typical Steyn. Always

grandmother. The old bat had always disliked me, but

rang and rang then cut off

No answer.

too. She had always loved Adelaide

on my bottom lip, the panic growing inside of me. I couldn’t let

my teeth and did what I should have done all along.

ring. I could always depend on my

her sugary

and saw the news, and that

know,” my mother said coldly. “She’s as crafty as her

I do? Maybe we should back off,” I said, full

fell silent, my voice cutting off immediately. I felt like a child being scolded-like I always did with my mother. She had an extraordinary ability to make

the smallest victory. This is what we’ve been working towards for years,” my mother spat. “That boy, Damon. You did what I told you?”

me. I made sure

and chuckled deviously. “Don’t stop until you ruin

I sighed.

Make sure to give me an

“Love you, too.”

a hand through

wavering. I knew Damon had been in love with Adelaide since we were children. She was the only one that didn’t know how he’d

their cars to

He was difficult to predict. He’d always been

two brothers.

clear. He

a couple of weeks ago proved that. But even if he wanted me, he loved her. I curled my

I use Damon to fix

my mind. I smirked, my plan beginning

need Damon to sleep with me. I just needed Adelaide to think he wanted to. I’d been making her believe lies about him all our lives;

in despair-the desolate look in her eyes as she realized that no one in this