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

Chapter 120

When I came to, I was strapped to a chair in a small wooden room that looked to be a cabin. There was furniture that had to be five or so decades old. Cobwebs and dust covered the walls and the only source of light was this singular light bulb that hung above me and the lights mounted onto the walls.

I could see from the dirty mirror that it was daybreak and this cabin was surrounded by large pine trees.

I was in the middle of nowhere. I had no idea where in LA a place like this could exist. How far had she taken me? Was I even still in the state?

All these questions plagued my mind, only adding to my distress. Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

I tried to pull at the ropes that bound my hands but they were tied up tightly. Panic was flowing through my body but I did my best to keep myself calm.

I stared down and sure enough, I was still in the same gown I had worn the night before. So no one had taken advantage of me while I slept but that didn’t mean I was safe.

“Tabitha!” I screamed her name. “Come out here and show your face.”

I had no idea why she would even do such a thing to me. I had not seen her in over a year and now she had kidnapped me? None of this made any sense.

“Tabitha!” I bellowed at the top of my lungs. “Come out here!”

“Oh, would you quit your yelling, your voice is like nails on a chalkboard.”

The last person I expected walked into the small living room.

“Angela?” I should have known she would be part of this.

“Surprise.” She waved her hands in the air. “Oh, how I have missed seeing your ugly little face, Adie. How have you been?” “Where is Tabitha?”

How did these two even know each other?

“Oh, her? She’s on a coffee run at the moment, we were starving.” Angela flipped her rather blonde- looking hair over her shoulder.

“I see you’re still trying to imitate me.”

She scoffed, “Please. You are not worth my time, anymore. Quite frankly, if I didn’t need you for that ransom I would have disposed of you by now.” She took in a sharp intake of air. “But alas, you have to stay breathing for a little while longer.” “I swear to God when I get out of here I am going to kill you,” I made sure to coat each word with venom.

“Oh?” She smirked and came to stand in front of me. She used her finger to tilt my chin upward so I was looking her in the eye. “Last I checked you’re the one in the chair and bound by ropes. By the way, are they too tight, princess? I know how you like comfort.”

I let out a sound that was a cross between a growl and a scream. I hated how she was the only person who was able to bring about the murderous rage inside of me. She knew how to get under my skin and had been doing it since the day we met. “Are you so desperate to have my husband’s affection that you would go to these lengths?” 1 spat.

I watched the way a scowl etched its way onto her face taking away the beauty from her features. It was true, hatred made you less appealing.

“You mean Damon? Oh no, I found someone far better than that idiot man.”

“What?”

Her lips pulled into a cold smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “I think you know him well, isn’t that right, dearest?”

She looked over her shoulder to the archway where none other than my brother-in-law stood at the entrance with his hands in his pockets and his eyes glaring at me with a hatred I had never seen in them before.

“Ashton?” I blinked in complete and utter disbelief. I should have known from the moment I saw Tabitha. He had been the one to rope her into this, likely in the guise that she needed to do this in order to prove her love and loyalty to him-the poor girl.

Ashton walked up to Angela and kissed her squarely on the lips with so much tongue she looked like she was drowning. I had to hold myself from hurling at the sight of them.

When they finally came back up for air, he was smiling but I didn’t miss the look of disgust on Angela’s face before she plastered on a fake smile.

“Perfect, a psycho and a sociopath. A match made in motherfucking heaven.”

“Don’t be jealous, Adie.” Asthon palmed Angela’s ass to which she let out an overly exaggerated laugh.

“None of this is personal-oh wait, it is.”

“You know your brother is going to come and finish your sorry ass off, right? And this time there will be no Rina or me to stop him.”

I struck a nerve.

His face went from cocky and easy to enraged and murderous. He closed the distance between us and leered at my face. “You think you’re so clever, don’t you? But let me tell you something, I’m the one

with the upper hand. My brother will do anything to have you back and that includes paying a hefty sum of money. By the time I tell him where you are, I will be gone in the wind with my sweet Angela.”

I threw my head back and laughed in his face. “You think that you’re going to run into the sunset with her? The same woman who tried to become me in order to get to your brother? You are even more of a fool than I thought you were.”

The strike came out of nowhere. And by the time I had heard it, the sting had already settled into my skin. My face had been whipped to the side by his harsh slap and the tears pricked my eyes from the force of the sting.

I had not been expecting him to strike me. He had always been psychotic but he had never laid a hand on me.

“You don’t know who I am, bitch.” He sneered at me. “I will end both you and my brother in the blink of an eye.”

He grabbed my chin and forced me to look at his face. His eyes were molten with rage and for the first time, I was actually scared of him. His fingers squeezed my chin, inflicting some pain.

The only thing that I could think about was the small little baby in my belly. I had to protect them.

I could taste the metal in my mouth and I knew that I was bleeding.

I heard the door open and a few seconds later when Tabitha came in with a bag of food and coffee in the other. She looked. between her lover and me with wide eyes but she said nothing.

Ashton moved away from me and plastered on a smile that he threw Tabitha’s way.

“My love, you’re back.”

So that was the game they were playing. Angela was fooling Ashton and Ashton was fooling Tabitha. This plan had one mastermind and that was Angela. I knew she didn’t need the money, not in the way that Ashton and Tabitha needed it. She was after what she had been after from day one-my husband. And they were all playing into her hands.

I looked her way and saw the slight smirk on her face.

She knew exactly what she was doing and she was about to play her checkmate move.

I needed to find a way out of this, and quickly.