Wed To The Devil

Wed To The Devil AN ENEMIES TO LOVERS BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE VIVIAN WOOD Contents Acknowledgments Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 About Vivian Wood Acknowledgments A big thank you goes out to all the wonderful ladies that helped make this book shine! Honey, Patricia, Sammy, and Amanda, this book would not be the same without your love and care. Chapter One DARE I swing my gaze around the packed living room of the Morgan Estate, sipping my tumbler of whiskey. Clusters of men in suits stand around, talking about their new crypto investments. Women in elegant cocktail attire bend their heads close together, whispering about their handsome tennis instructors. I take in the crowd, absorbing how self-centered and shallow they must seem to an outsider. Talia could probably take them down a peg or two, given the chance. Or maybe it’s just me that she accuses of being an out-of-touch rich asshole. Lucky me, I guess. Sweeping my eyes over the burbling crowd once more, I sigh and look at my watch. Talia excused herself to find the bathroom quite a while ago. I can’t help but wonder what is keeping her from returning to my side like a good little wife. I’m distracted for a moment by a woman falling over with a yelp. She’s giggling and holding up her wine glass, expecting someone to refill it. As I look on, her red-faced husband helps her up and forcefully steers her out of the room, muttering angry words into her ear the whole time. Everyone else is happy and drunk, seemingly having forgotten that only fifteen minutes ago, they were watching a showdown. My twin brother, Burn, and I stood in the middle of a large circle of people, parrying and thrusting, trying to cut each other to pieces with our words. It was a surprise to me that this whole party was even taking place. Burn threw it together at the last minute, to dig in the fact that he is marrying the girl he stole from me. But I got the last laugh. When I pulled Talia close and announced that we had been married this very day, Burn gave me a look that would turn any other human to stone. I smile to myself and slide the melting ice cubes in my glass of blond whiskey with a faint clink. It was a very satisfying moment and I’m still floating on a cloud of satisfaction. My Uncle Felix cuts through the crowd with his sharp elbows. A concentrated little frown is on his face and he shoots one lady a disdainful look as he shoves his way past her, brushing off his hands where he manhandled her shoulder. “Damn bartender says that they are out of scotch,” he grouses. “Did you hear anything more from the lawyers about the site where we plan on drilling? From what the lawyers have told me, the state of Maine is being an extraordinary pain in the ass about giving us a fucking inch.” I arch a brow and shake my head. “No. I haven't heard anything from them all week. Then again, I've been pretty distracted with Talia.” My eyes rove around the gathering. The crowd ripples and a swell of laughter bursts free from a large group of men in the corner. Talia is nowhere to be seen and I can only hope that she hasn't been waylaid by a distant cousin or something. All of my extended family are a bunch of grasping, greedy vultures and Talia doesn't know that makes her vulnerable to their invasive insinuations. My uncle is not even looking out at the crowd at the moment. He has a slumped posture, his arms crossed, his expression rather dour. “You need to get your head out of your new wife's pussy and pay attention to what is going on. The lawyers have to be reminded that they work for us. You wouldn't think that they'd need a reminder that a big paycheck is waiting for them at the end of this journey, but you would be surprised at how lazy they can be.” I glance at him, my eyes narrowing. Try as I might, I can't find my usual vim and vigor for venting my feelings about the millions of dollars wasted on lawyers. I just nod and shrug, adjusting my tie as I look around the room again. “Have you seen Talia? She left almost twenty minutes ago. I'm afraid that Daisy has gotten ahold of her or something.” A brief moment of anger flashes over Felix’s face. I'm not sure whether he is angry about Talia or something to do with Daisy, but in the next second it's gone from his expression. He shrugs and spreads his hands wide, gesturing around him. “I have been standing here with you. I'm sure that your new wife can hold her own.” I squint and run my tongue over my teeth. “I'm not sure about that. She isn't hardened like us. She's still a soft touch.” Felix rolls his eyes. “If you can't trust your wife to go to the bathroom by herself, you don't have a wife. You have a child.” A derisive snort leaves my nose. “Helpful. I should go look for Talia.” Felix looks like he is about to say something else but I turn and shoulder my way through the crowd toward the door. I head out into the crowded hallway, looking left and right. All I see is a sea of blondes and brunettes. Not a single flash of coppery red hair to be seen. I turn left and head down the hallway to the