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.”

me. They really went

his face as he carried Adelaide in his arms,

tint of pink.

the wedding dress Adelaide had on. It was too pretty for someone like her. She deserved to

us, I knew it.

my phone to throw it at the wall, but I stopped, calming

fix this.

tapping my nails on the hard plastic of the phone

it

name and number

“Sh*t!”

phone, not even knowing where Ashton was. Probably

he was gone again. Typical Steyn. Always gone when they

of who else to call. I dialed the number of my grandmother. The old bat had always disliked me,

phone rang and rang then cut

No answer.

was probably in on this too. She had always loved Adelaide more

bottom lip, the panic growing inside of me. I couldn’t let Adelaide win.

I should have done all along. I dialed my mother’s

first ring. I could always depend on my mother to

sugary

and that b*tch eloped with Damon already! She’s completely undermined

mother said coldly. “She’s

should back off,” I said, full of doubt about our strategy. “If I

sharply. I fell silent, my voice cutting off immediately. I felt like a child being scolded-like I

is what we’ve been working towards for years,” my mother spat. “That boy, Damon. You

frowned. “He still wants me. I

use him,” my mother said and chuckled deviously. “Don’t stop

Mother,” I sighed.

to give me an update

“Love you, too.”

ended with a click, and I ran a hand through my messy hair. Everything wasn’t lost. I

love with Adelaide since we were children. She was the only one that

Whispering in both of their cars to

He was

two brothers.

thing was clear. He

I curled my

Damon to fix

idea, a sick, cruel, horrible idea, filled my mind. I smirked, my

just needed Adelaide to think he wanted to. I’d been making her

just imagine now how her face would twist up in despair-the desolate look in her eyes