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.”

be f*cking kidding me. They really went and got married? In Vegas of all

his face as he carried Adelaide

a tint

was too pretty for someone like her. She deserved to wear rags, and

knew it. Who did they think

my phone to throw it at the wall, but I stopped, calming myself. We still had

fix this.

Ashton’s number, tapping my nails on the hard plastic of the phone impatiently

three rings, it cut off.

your name

“Sh*t!”

even knowing where Ashton was. Probably with that

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

who else to call. I dialed the number of my grandmother. The old bat had always disliked me, but years of sucking up to her were about to

rang and rang then cut off

No answer.

on this too. She had

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

and did what I should have

first ring. I could always

her sugary sweet voice.

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

my mother said coldly. “She’s as crafty as

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

being scolded-like

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

“He still wants me. I made

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

Mother,” I

sure to give me an update once you destroy

“Love you, too.”

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

Damon had been in love with Adelaide since we were children. She was the only one that

Adelaide hated him. Whispering in both of their cars to keep them

Damon was a wild card. He was difficult to

two brothers.

one thing was clear. He still wanted me.

he wanted me, he loved her. I curled my arms around my knees, anger, and

Damon to fix this

idea, a sick, cruel, horrible idea, filled my

think he wanted to. I’d been making her believe lies about him all our lives; what was

now how her face would twist up in despair-the desolate look in her eyes as she realized that no one in this