Possessed - The Complete Series: Part One, Part Two & Part Three (BBW Erotic Billionaire Romance) by Coco Cadence Page A

enough.” I stomp forward.
    “Stop,” he says, standing in front of me. “C’mon.”
    “No,” I say, frowning. “Now get out of my face before I throw my panties at you.”
    This makes him laugh, which pisses me off. “I’m sorry, that was bad,” he says.
    “Yes, it was. Just like everything about you,” I snap.
    “Ouch …” he says. “Sam, please, let me explain.”
    “What’s there to say? You’re married! I thought you’d already annulled the contract and that you wanted me as your pretend wife only for a little while until you could tell your parents the truth. Wow, was I wrong there.” I roll my eyes. “Jesus, you’re really good at fooling women.”
    I clear my throat and walk past him. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a plane to catch.”
    “Wait,” he says, grabbing my hand. “There’s way more to it than that. You haven’t given me a chance to—”
    “To what? To tell me how I was only used for show? How your real wife could show up at any time to take over? Like, seriously, what is this? Are you for real?”
    “It’s not like that, at all. I wanted you to be my pretend wife because she refused to come with me to meet my parents.”
    “Oh, so you got me to play the role instead? How chivalrous.”
    He frowns. “I got myself in some deep shit, all right, but that doesn’t mean that I did this to hurt you. That I don’t care about you.”
    “Say that to the woman you married in the first place.” I point at Marilyn. “Because we both have no fucking clue what’s going on. And now you’ve cheated on us both.”
    “Cheated? What, no, you’re taking this whole thing way out of context,” he says.
    “Really? I’m taking it out of context? Because I seem to remember you were the one who fucked your fake pretend wife, knowing that you still had a real wife on the side.”
    The look on Marilyn’s face right now is priceless.
    I wince. “You’re disgusting. Now let me go.” I jerk my hand free and turn my head. The annoying twitch in my nose is starting up again, and I don’t want to feel it. Just like I don’t want to hear his irritatingly sultry voice.
    “Samantha!” he yells, but I ignore him. “Where are you going?”
    “Home,” I say. “Without you.”
    And then I stick my middle finger up in the air.
     

Chapter 2
     
     
    I got home alone by buying a ticket out of my own pocket. I couldn’t stomach the thought of having to sit next to that asshole, so I wasted a bit of money on this. Anything was better than the thought of being close to him right now. He can stick that second ticket up his ass for all I care.
    I regret ever kissing him.
    The worst part is that I actually believed it was more than just a fling. Boy, was I wrong. Of course, it was only sexual gratification for him. He used me. How could I be so stupid to fall for it?
    My suitcase completely falls apart as I throw it on the floor and sit down on my bed. For a second, I stare at myself in the mirror hanging above my cabinet, blowing off steam. The more I look at myself, the angrier I get. I can’t believe I let myself get carried away like that.
    Sighing, I drop down onto the mattress and stare at the ceiling. That prick doesn’t deserve any more attention, and yet I can’t stop thinking about how fucking angry I am at him.
    Guess that guy really did a number on me.
    Fucker.
    I’m not going to waste another second thinking about him, so I take my phone from my pocket and open the app Mr. Awesome and I use. I could really use some distraction right now, and I know he can give it to me without any fuss. I haven’t heard anything from him since yesterday, despite him saying he’d contact me before the night was over. He sure left me hanging in the airplane. Well, it’s not like it mattered because in the end I got what I wanted … I got much more than I bargained for.
     
    S: Hey, are you there?
     
    I stare at my phone for a while, but no answer seems to come in. Instead, it rings,