All Chapters of A Contract Marriage And A Baby: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Seventy-Two Nathan"That's it?" Cameron asked, I sighed, leaning in my chair, and rubbed my jaw. Was that all? I was trying to piece all the clues together. Eduardo and theafia supposedly killed my parents and Brother. My brother however had said something else. He had mentioned Chloe. I could hear Cameron sigh through the receiver, "What are the chances that this Chloe person, didn't try to kill your parents and brother?""Zero," I said without giving it a thought. Chloe would never kill anyone. She simply didn't have it in her. And there was no way she would have been in South Carolina all these years and I wouldn't have found her. "Why are you so sure? People change," Cameron muttered. "Not Chloe," I whispered, images of her flooding my head. "God I haven't thought about her in a while. A fucking long while." "She sounds like she got you good," Cameron taunted. "You rarely mention other women aside from Lily," My chest tightened uncomfortably and I sat upright. "It's not a p

Seventy-Four Chloe"Five days end today," I groaned as soon as we stepped into the house. David and I had just arrived from meeting with the judge in charge of the case with Tristan.I was so damn tired. I could eat a whole freaking horse. Yes, it does David said as I lowered myself onto a sofa. Our trip seemed successful. Tristan would stand trial come Monday for stealing my parents' company. Soon, everything would all fall into place. Addison wasn't home. She had mentioned meeting up with certain people from college. I suppose she deserves to have some fun. She had been hard at work on my behalf ever since we moved back to South Carolina. "Adele and her nanny aren't home yet," I observed, whipping out my phone to call Melissa. "Hi Miss Montgomery," she muttered melissa was a shy timid woman who rarely spoke up. Sure she had pretty hair, but somehow I felt that Adele would give her a tough time. She was quite an impulsive child who could throw a tantrum Whenever things did bit

Seventy-SixChloe"Hello,"I could hear his voice. It pierced through the walls erected around my heart, possessing every nook and cranny of my soul. He sounded the same. No, that was wrong. His voice had the same silvery feel to it. But he sounded different. Gruff and hoarse. The sound of a man who had carried more than he could bear. I glanced at the card in my trembling hand while the other held the phone to my ear. I had suspected that it would be him. When Melissa handed me a card with the initials NB on it, I suspected it was his. I just hadn't wanted to believe it. "Hello?" Nathan said again and the tears I thought were home forever, stung the corner of my eyes and rolled down my cheeks. He had met Adele the day before! He had seen her and talked to her. Dammit, had he seen the resemblance? Did he know she was his daughter? "Hello?" His voice increased in urgency and pitch showing he was getting impatient. I cut the call quickly and tossed the phone on my bed, feeling stup

Seventy-eightChloe Muffled sounds came from over my shoulders. I froze still, my heart racing wildly in my rib cage. Was he crying? I almost couldn't believe it. Heck, I couldn't believe any of it. I was pressed up against the door, with a strangely familiar hulk leaning against me. His scent,... Dear God. I sighed, taking in a whiff of him. It was male, tangy, and... And damn it made me heady with desire. Like an addict exposed, I wrapped my hand around him- well I tried to, dragging in more of his delicious scent. More of him. More... "Nathan," I whispered, drugged and drunk on him. Everywhere my hands grasped was hard and hot and feelings I thought had been buried for years came resurfacing. Nathan groaned at the feel of my wandering hands. His face left the crook of my neck and he trailed his nose over my face. Soft, light, and terribly sensual. "Chloe, Chloe..." He whispered, his warm breath caressing my face and sending my brain into overdrive. "Yes," I panted,

EightyChloe"What the hell was that all about?" Addison spat as soon as we walked into the house. The car ride had been silent- surprising if you as me, I could swear Addison was ready to burst into a raging tantrum with each passing minute. But she held it in like the champion she was and unleashed it when she was sure we were in the safety of my home. Bravo. She deserved more credit. Leaving the Hamptons home had been like walking through the wilderness. Addison had helped me readjust my appearance, but my dress had become rumpled around the chest area, thanks to Nathan's constant tugging, and my hair had lost a few pins. If I had changed my hairstyle completely, the press would suspect something had occurred at the party. And they wouldn't be wrong. My body zinged and tingled at the memory if being pressed up against the door. Against Nathan. His hard body bearing down on me. I closed my eyes, trying to get rid of the memory. I shouldn't be happy. Dammit, I shouldn't be satisf