Best Friend’s Dirty Ex

Best Friend’s Dirty Ex A BILLIONAIRE DAD ROMANCE CLAIRE ANGEL Contents Title PageBEST FRIEND’S DIRTY EXChapter OneChapter TwoChapter ThreeChapter FourChapter FiveChapter SixChapter SevenChapter EightChapter NineChapter TenChapter ElevenChapter TwelveChapter ThirteenChapter FourteenChapter FifteenChapter SixteenChapter SeventeenChapter EighteenChapter NineteenChapter TwentyChapter Twenty-oneChapter Twenty-twoChapter Twenty-threeChapter Twenty-fourEpilogueSample: Ruthless Boss: A Billionaire and a Virgin RomanceChapter OneChapter Two Chapter Three More Books by Claire Angel!Author’s Note! Copyright © 2023 by Claire AngelAll rights reserved. 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No actual reference to any real person, living or dead, is intended or inferred.BEST FRIEND’S DIRTY EX: A BILLIONAIRE DAD ROMANCE BEST FRIEND’S DIRTY EXBLURBEverly doesn’t know it yet, but I’m going to make her mine!When an enemy bets that I won’t get her into bed, that just sweetens the deal and, I know I have to win her and the money.And given how she melts when I grip her ponytail and pull her body into mine, this should be an easy win.Or so I think.There’s more to Everly than a pretty face, a sexy body, and fire in her eyes.She has a past that keeps her on guard.She works for me, which makes her step back.Worst of all, she’s my ex-wife’s best friend.Her body responds me to me like she wants me more than anything.But her brain keeps warning her away.Her brain is right, but I keep tempting her with the pleasure I can bring.Until I realize that it’s not about winning anymore. It’s not about getting her in bed. There’s something about Everly that’s gotten under my skin…And now I can’t get enough of her.But when she learns the truth……she threatens to walk out of my life for good.I can’t let that happen.I won’t.*** Chapter OneEverlyI've never been so happy for a friend or unhappy for myself.No matter what wedding dreams I'd ever had, nothing would compare to the venue that Blake had chosen for him and Thea to be married in. Heck, it's hard for me to believe that I worked for the guy and had no idea that he had another, more romantic and kind side to him. I glance up at the old, worn walls of the old church and trace the ivy growing up and over the tops to where the ceiling once was, but now there’s only blue sky and cotton-candy pure white clouds above. When Thea first told me that they were getting married in an abandoned, crumbling church, I thought she was crazy. And now that I'm here, I can barely catch my breath thanks to the beauty of this place. Where windows used to be, the walls open their throats like they're singing to the trees around us, letting in the sunshine and the cool, but not cold, fresh spring air. All around the scent of in bloom flowers makes my mouth water and I inhale, wondering if this is the closest I'll ever get to a fantasy land. In all honesty, this feels like a fantasy movie. Everything is beautiful and perfect and unexpected, and so one-of-a-kind. I can't help but be happy for my friend... and sad for myself.I'm so glad she found love, and on the happiest day of her life, I'm proud to be one of her wedding party. Behind me, I feel our other best friend, Lyla, shift in place. My feet are killing me and I suddenly remember why I hate heels. Blake stands a few feet away, and the men behind him in a row are all watching him except one who's watching me. I stare without meaning to and feel my face burn before looking away. I know Troy Winslow all too well. The music begins soft at first before rising in a way that leaves my heart bursting, and I glance toward the back of the room, waiting for my friend to appear. She does, on the arm of her father, and I can’t imagine a man could look prouder. Thea looks stunning with her dark curls pulled up and cascading down around her head, face, and shoulders. Her bright blue eyes are locked on Blake as she walks toward him, a slight curve at the corners of her lips, as if she's excited, happy, and knows exactly what her life holds for her. I don’t think I've ever seen my friend look so joyous and my heart swells with happiness for her and Blake. Now I'm glad I set the two of them up by telling her to become his nanny. At first I had felt bad, worried that my advice would ruin her life, but it turns out everything worked out perfectly for her. I watch her walk up toward the man she is about to marry and realize that Troy is still staring at me. For a fraction of a second I meet his stare, before glancing away. What is his problem? Why is he staring at me? Everyone sitting on chairs turns to watch Thea walk by in her long white gown, and I wonder if I’ll ever get married. I doubt it. After the relationship I just got out of with my on again, off again, narcissistic ex James, I can't imagine ever being in a healthy, good relationship. I mean, I'm damaged goods, but I feel like every time I date someone, I just bring out the worst in them. I can hear Thea in the back of my head shouting that it's not my fault that the people I date are awful,