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

Chapter 93

“Damon”

There were three things you did not do unless you wanted to piss me all the way off.

One, mess with my business or my money. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Two, cross the boundaries I had clearly laid out

Three, upset my wife.

And unfortunately for my dear brother, he had done all three and he was about to pay a very heavy price. What he had done with his little baby mama had crossed a line and now I was coming after him.

I didn’t want to leave my wife but I had to get to Vegas to sort out this whole mess that he had created. I needed to make my message clear in person otherwise, he wouldn’t take me very seriously and I needed him to take me seriously.

I had hopped on a plane at six in the morning and on the way back to Nevada I had been looking for villas for the two sisters to stay in. I was sending them on a much-deserved vacation. They had been through so much the past few months that they needed the break. They needed to breathe and let go.

I had found the perfect place in Maui and I had put in my deposit just as the plane came to land.

As soon as my feet hit the tarmac I was a man on a mission. I told my driver to head for my brother’s office and to make sure that he hurried. I didn’t want to be in this city for too long while my wife was thousands of miles away from me.

By the time we got to his office that low simmer had begun bubbling again and I was seeing red all over.

I walked into the lobby of his office building and was greeted by everyone who passed me. I did not miss the little whispers and the side eyes I also got. I was aware that they had likely seen the tabloids that had my wife and that man splashed all over them but that was all old news. They would have a much bigger story after I was done with my brother.

Today could go one of two ways. One, things could be sorted out amicably and no one needed to get upset. Two, I would need to beat my brother to a bloody pulp until I got him to listen to me. Number one would be the more civil and less complicated route but I was hoping for two. I had been itching to sock my brother in the face for a while now.

I still owed him a few for the shit that he had said about Adie. I would never forget the way he smiled with bloodied teeth. This time around I would make sure that he had no more teeth left for him to smile with

His secretary wasn’t at his desk and I could only assume that as soon as I walked into his office I would find her on her hands and knees doing something far less pure

I didn’t even bother to knock, I pushed the door open and let myself in. And just as I had suspected there they were. He had his pants down to his ankles and she was sucking him off like a common whore-tasteful.

The poor woman shrieked and my brother’s cock popped out of her mouth. She stood to her feet and corrected her skirt blushing like a red-hot tomato.

My brother on the other hand looked quite bored as he put his dick back in his boxers and pulled up his pants. He didn’t even look the slightest bit phased that I had caught him red-handed, unlike his very young-looking secretary-

“To what do I owe the pleasure of my older brother paying me a visit?” He looked to the still shell- shocked assistant. “You can leave, Amy. We will pick this up later.”

Her eyes stayed glued on the ground but she nodded and scurried out of the room like it was on fire and hellfire was hot on

her tail.

“New toy?” I cleared my throat walking over to his library that I was sure that he didn’t even use. The man had not read a book since his senior year of college. How had he made it this far? I didn’t know. It was by some miracle from the heavens.

“I see you’re gearing up for the elections. Still hoping to become governor?”

My back was turned to him but I could still feel his scowl on the back of my skull. The man was practically drilling holes into it. But did I care? No.

“The vote is already mine.”

I looked over my shoulder at him with an arched eyebrow. “Are you sure? Because a little birdie told me that you don’t have the public appeal right now. I think it had something to do with an article that your wife had done. She was stunning on that cover, don’t you think?”

His glare intensified. “Did you waste the precious fuel on your jet to come speak of my wife or did you have a reason for disturbing my peace?”

“Your peace?” I scoffed, turning to face him. “You want to talk about peace? How about your psychotic baby mama coming after Corinna while she’s at work? And then to not only harass her but to smash her car window in? What the fuck is wrong with you people?”

He didn’t even seem phased by this at all which could only mean one thing. He knew, and most likely, he had engineered it,

As far as I knew, Tabitha lived in Vegas and she had no reason to be in LA unless, of course, she purposely sought out

Corinna

“You’re pathetic, you know that?” I took off my suit jacket and began to roll the sleeves of my button down up to my elbows. “You send a pregnant woman to come and do your job? Is this really how we’re going to play this game from now on, brother? Are we really going to hide behind women or are you going to fight in the open like a real man?”

My brother’s eyes moved from my hands to my face and then back again. “You came here to punch me? How can such at successful man be so barbaric?”

“Really now? Barbaric, you say?” I crossed the distance between us ever so slowly, making sure that he knew exactly what I was planning. “I came here to warn you off Corinna and Adelaide. I don’t like it when my wife is in distress, more so now. And you are causing her a shit ton of stress and I hate that. So, I’m here to give you one last warning.”

When I was close enough I took the first swing and sent him tumbling to the floor. He let out a low groan as he cradled his jaw. The little pussy ambled back to his feet but I quickly put him back on his ass with another strong left hook. He tumbled to the floor again and this time he made no attempt to get up.

“I am warning you, brother, if you so much as breathe in their general direction that will be the end for you. I will come for this little false empire you have built for yourself and I will tear it down to the mother

fucking ground. You have been

warned. Do not test me.”

He didn’t nod and he didn’t make any kind of snarky remark. But he had heard me and that was enough. I was not a man who took things laying down and if he caused another tear to shed from my wife’s eyes then there would be issues.