Semua Bab 'TIL DECEIT DO US APART: BILLIONAIRE'S PRETEND BRIDE : Bab 31 - Bab 40

" You must be fucking insane!" Indie, Lena's boss at the bar exclaimed vehemently when Lena told her she wouldn't be available at the club tonight.Lena decided not to go down to the bar to talk to Indie directly and wait for Asher to arrive because she didn't want any commotion.He had already expressed his hatred for the way she had dressed during the first time they had dinner together; if he knew what she wore to serve at the bar, he'd create a fuss, and she wasn't sure she was going to shut her mouth and let him wade into her." Let me explain —"" Explain what? The bar would be full tonight, I need you here—"" And what about the other staff?" " Did you just cut me off?" Indie gasped exaggeratedly.Lena rolled her eyes. Almost shivering because she rolled her eyes at her boss, she quickly remembered that Indie couldn't see her." I'm sorry, Indie," Her voice was laced with pure intention, but the mocking expression on her face made Raymond, who was sitting by the fountain next

Lena held herself from moaning and vomiting all at the same time.The scent of various seafood dishes engulfed the atmosphere of the Crab House, and the whole aroma twisted in Lena's nose, making her want to moan, but she held it, and the vomit that was rising in her throat, with Asher's hands wrapped around her waist.One small move and she'd push him away from her. Although she felt a little bit hot between her legs with his powerful arm around her, that beautiful, indifferent look overshadowed any form of feelings growing in her." This place is... beautiful," Lena admitted, gaping at the blue sea sparkling in the moonlight through the glass walls." Uh hun, " Asher slid his phone into his pocket and glanced over at his brothers, father, and brothers-in-law sitting around a table different from that of the females.He let out a sigh and half-looked at his stunning wife. " Promise me, you'll control your big mouth."Lena was too busy, enthralled by the plushness of the restaurant, t

Vincent pushed away from Heather immediately when he caught sight of Lena. His heart thudded in his chest with panic as he stood in front of Heather as if trying to shield her from a gunshot." I'm sorry— for interrupting..." Lena looked at them for a fraction of a second as she picked up her broken phone. " Third time this year this is getting broken."Lena cracked up a fake laugh as she looked at Vincent who had begun to sweat bullets." You can continue, I didn't see anything—"" You don't have to pretend, I know you did." Vincent cut her off, panickingly.He knew the mess that would happen if his family or Heathers found out about their relationship. Most fearfully, he knew he wouldn't be able to be with her anymore when they found out.Lena was Asher's wife, she'd tell him what she just saw. And when Asher hears about it? Vincent didn't even want to imagine what'd happen next.Lena sighed and bobbed her head trying to take a good look at Heather." You know you both shouldn't g

Lena blinked her eyes open, feeling the warmth of the sheets wrapped around her. She groaned, not wanting to get up from the couch but she knew if she didn't get up, she'd fall asleep again.She slipped out of bed and stretched, her body sore from sleeping in an awkward position. Lena glanced over at the bed to see it was empty. She wondered if Asher had returned after leaving in such a sour mood last night. Why should she care? Lena headed for the bathroom to prepare for the day and when she opened the door, she was met with Asher standing in front of the mirror, buttoning his crisp white shirt.His reflection caught hers in the glass, but he didn’t acknowledge her. He simply adjusted his cuffs, smoothed his collar, and reached for his watch like she wasn’t even there.Lena folded her arms, her gaze trailing down his sharp features from the crown of his head to the sole of his feet. Sometimes, it got on her nerves how good-looking he could be without even trying, and that birthmar

Asher forced himself to look away from the motorcycle, his face twisting into a glare. His grip on the armrest tightened as the vehicle carrying Lena and Raymond disappeared into the rain-soaked night.His rational mind told him not to read too much into what he had just seen.But his emotions refused to cooperate.The way she had leaned into Raymond, the ease in her laughter, the way she looked so at peace, it all grated on his nerves.She had asked him to meet her at a restaurant just for her to be riding on a bike with her lover. “Sir?” Matteo’s voice broke through his thoughts. “Should I take you home?”Asher exhaled sharply, forcing himself to regain his composure. “Yeah. Drive.”The ride back to the estate was silent, except for the sound of the rain tapping against the car windows. Asher’s mind replayed the image of Lena on the motorcycle, fueling the storm already brewing inside him.__________The Josh’s estate was a massive structure, a blend of modern luxury and old-money