A Forced Contract Marriage with the Devil novel Chapter 94

Chapter 94

Come Monday, i

my eyes were

were less blandshot and my voice had somewhat pose back to normal, despite spending all weekend feeling the I had been talk pols

I spent the weekend at Jack’s and didn’t go back to Alessandro’s home.

The whole weekend, lack didn’t nik what had happened, he stayed with for me sell, and stupid… so fucking stupid.

all werkend and we jett out and watched er

Jack let me sleep on his couch, fed me toast and over tard pests, and pretended not to notice when I disappeared into the bathroom for anty–minute stretches just to cry in silence. He never pushed. He just existed near me, like gravity. Constant Familiar.

I hadn’t turned my phone on since Friday night.

I didn’t wa

want to see Alessandro’s name

Whatever the case, I was angry and pissed off with myself, for how foolish I felt by telling Alemandro loved him.

I don’t even know if I loved him, I don’t even know how I felt about him, what I did know was Alessandro broke my fucking heart; and there was no way I could face him again, without punching him in his perfect fucking face

And maybe that scared me more than anything else.

Because under all the anger, all the shame and bone–deep exhaustion, there was still that traitorous flicker of hope that tiny voice whispering, Maybe he didn’t mean it. Staybe he’s sorry. Maybe he misses you.

I hated that voice.

It made me feel weak. Like after everything after that beutal, ice–cold silence while I walked out the door I was still searching for some kind of redemption from a man who never once reached back

I stared at my reflection in Jack’s bathroom mirror in the monday morning and shook my head. I splashed water on my face and ignored the lump in my

throat.

Get through the day. That was the goal.

i would find out the golden heir and his contract husband had

I’d worry about the rest later about where I’d live, what Alessandro was thinking, if the media crashed and burned. Right now, I just needed to breathe without breaking

lack knocked softly on the door. “You want me to drive you?”

I opened the door, giving him a small, tight smile. “I’ll take the train.”

He looked like he wanted to argue, but didn’t. Just handed me a to–go cup of coffee and muttered, “Don’t kill anyone.”

“No promises,” I uid, and forced a laugh.

Because if I saw Alessandro today, it wasn’t going to be pretty.

I arrived on set on time and headed straight to makeup and wardrobe to get ready for the big scene with Amanda, a sene I was looking forward to, but now when I thought about it, I started feeling less and less motivated.

“Morning, beautiful lady.” I said as I stepped into the makeup trailer and spotted–lill, the one who handled my makeup and wardrobe, along with the rest of

the cast.

“Good weekend?” I asked, sinking into the chair in front of the mirror.

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Chapter 94

“Morning, handsome. My weekend

She stopped when the caught a Tork

“Whoa, baby boy, what happened to your face?” she shrieked, stepping closer to inspect me, She

“Don’t tell me you spent the whole weekend partying”

I laughed nervously and scratched my chin. “Something like that,”

She shook her head and began gathering her supplies.

“I have a som Too, you know, I can smell a lie from a mile away. Nike.”

1 cringed and slouched further into the chair, sighing.

Shrugging, she started working on my hair. “I’ve known you for over a month now. I know enough to say you didn’t spend your weekend partyiniz. You’ve better than that.”

She paused, catching my eyes in the mirror. “But you know what? You get up and carry on. That’s how you survive. You fall down an you can get hack op and then lick the ass of whoever made you fall in the first place

I laughed softly, the tightness in my chest easing just before everything went to hell.

Jill had a way of doing that. She reminded me of my mom before the drugs, before the alcohol,

More makeup artists and actors filtered into the trailer. I greeted them with a few mumbled “good momings,” and they did the same as fill and her team got

to work.

Once I was fully made up and dressed in costume, I headed to the set. The first thing I saw was Shan, sitting on the edge of the bed where the last episode had ended, wearing nothing but a skimpy lace bra and matching panties,

I whistled as I approached and wiggled my eyebrows at her, earning a laugh from some of the crew as Shan tried to hide her face.

“Don’t do that, Nikolai” She swatted at me playfully. “I look ridiculous! Just look at me!”

1 chuckled and sat beside her. She didn’t look ridiculous she looked amazing. If I weren’t feeling like absolute shit, questioning everything about myself and what I felt, I probably would’ve teased her, maybe even flirted a little despite knowing how she felt about me.

“Did you have a good weekend?” she asked, turning toward me with a sile, “I tried to call you, but your phone was off.”

I gave a sheepish smile. “Yeah, sorry. I was with some friends, didn’t bring my charger, so my phone died.”

It wasn’t a complete lie. I hadn’t brought my charger when I left. The phone really had died.

“It’s fine,” she said quickly. “I just thought maybe we could hang out this weekend? If you’re free

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