AllFreeNovel
Share Us
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Cain Hillford. Bella’sfucking ex.
Blake knew exactly who the guy was. He hadn’t been asking who he was. Rather what the fuck she was doing accepting a date with him while about to marry him in less than ten days.
Him.
Blake was full of rage. First, he wanted to rip Randall Scott’s head clean off his shoulders. The way that asshole had dismissed his daughter and her legal claim was downright dirty.
It matched what he knew about the man.
The fucker had known exactly how to push his buttons and enjoyed doing it.
While Blake was conversing with her lawyers and giving them a blast for not saying more to defend her upstairs, she had walked off with a man to the middle of the lobby.
Blake had watched her with Cain. Her body language was warm. She stood too close.
He was clearly familiar to her.
Now he knew why.
Cain clearly still had feelings for Bella if the way he gazed down at her was any indication. His body positioned to touch her. To hold her.
No fucking way.
He’d excused himself and strode across the lobby to stand with the woman he was marrying.
Expecting her to mention that.
Not that the world didn’t know. Their photos were in enough media.
But she hadn’t.
And it fucking pissed him off.
Then he listened to her accept his offer to go for a drink.
Did she think he would just stand back and let her go? They had agreed. No other lovers. Jesus, they weren’t even married yet.
Even then.
No one was touching his wife.
To be.
