All Chapters of My Enemy My Billionaire Husband : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

"Bea Reyes, you really have some nerve, don't you? You're just a scholar, yet you act like you own this place, as if you're someone important here at De La U?" Clarisse Montenegro's voice echoed throughout the entire cafeteria like an exploding bomb. I was still holding my food tray when every student turned to look at me. Clarisse stood right in front of me, wearing her designer uniform and carrying a Louis Vuitton bag, even though we were inside the university. She was the daughter of the university's owner, and she had been my second-place rival ever since our first year. I was Bea Reyes. Twenty-one years old, a working student, and a scholar. I had been the top student from my first year until now. And that was exactly why Clarisse hated me. She couldn't stand the fact that someone as poor as me always managed to outrank her. "What's your problem this time, Clarisse?" I asked calmly, although my hands were already trembling with anger. "Did you lose another exam? Is that wh

7 PM. Montenegro Mansion, Main Dining Hall. I was nervous going down the stairs. I was wearing the red dress Doña Victoria had sent to my room earlier. Long gown, simple but it looked expensive. I'm not used to this. In the dorm, I only wear t-shirts and shorts. Now, I have to look rich, I have to look like Mrs. Montenegro. Lucian was already downstairs, in a black tuxedo, talking to two older investors. When he saw me, he froze. Whoa. He looked me up and down. His eyes weren't cold anymore, he was looking at me differently. "It suits you," he whispered when I got close and helped me down the stairs. I couldn't answer. I blushed. It was the first time he ever said something nice to me. But before I could even say thank you, Clarisse arrived. In a gold dress, super sexy, and smirking when she saw me. "Wow, Bea, you look beautiful," she said, but her smile was fake. "But does red really suit you? I thought scholars aren't allowed to wear expensive dresses. You might not be able

9 PM. Montenegro Mansion. Master bedroom. After class and the scene in the parking lot with Jake, Lucian and I went home together. We were quiet in the car the whole ride. He was obviously still jealous, but he wasn't talking. Me, my heart fluttered at how jealous he was. When we arrived at the mansion, we went straight to the room. The pillow wall we made in the middle of the bed was still there. Since the first night, we never removed it, but it always ends up falling on the floor every morning because we both toss and turn in our sleep. "I'm just going to change," Lucian said and went into the walk-in closet. I sat on the edge of the bed, took off my shoes and massaged my feet that hurt from the heels. First day as Mrs. Montenegro at school, and I was so tired from walking and avoiding Clarisse. Lucian came out, just wearing a white t-shirt and gray pajama pants. His hair was still wet, he just came from the bathroom. I could smell his cologne and the soap he uses. He looked