Billionaire's Bounty Cost Of Love And Revenge novel Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Asher’s POV

I opened the doors and walked out. Luca stepped out of his sports car, dressed in a flamboyant suit and shades.

“What’s with the agent look?” I asked jokingly.

He laughed and walked up to me, embracing me. Luca had been my friend for as long as I could remember. We were practically brothers at this point.

“Hey man, what’s good?” I asked as soon as we pulled away…

“I’m alright, bro.”

“How was your flight?”

“It was exhausting, but it was worth it because I scored this really hot girl’s number, and we’re meeting tomorrow night.”

I shook my head. “And I see you never change, my friend.”

“It was a business trip, so now I’m back for the pleasure. All work and no play, remember?”

“I hear you, brother.” I chuckled as we walked towards the house.

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“So what are you doing here, anyway? Isn’t this supposed to be the house you live in when you eventually get a girl pregnant because you actually have to marry her?” Luca laughed at the top of his voice.

“Well, my friend, I believe we have some catching up to do. Macallan 35 neat?”

“I need that. I don’t know what I drank on the plane, but I need that out of my system.”

We headed back inside. I took him to the living room and went to get us the scotch and two glasses. It was going to be a long

talk.

I almost bumped into Ivy in the hallway.

“I’m sorry,” she apologized.

“It’s okay,” I answered with a smile.

She stared at my hands. “You have a guest?”

“Yes, my best friend, Luca.”

“Luca?”

I nodded. “You should come say hi.”

“Oh, we’re out by the living room, and…” I showed her the scotch and the glasses, and she nodded. “I’d like it if you came…”

“I’ll join you guys later,” she said, turning around to leave. I stopped to stare at her as she walked away.

Now to go break the news to Luca.

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“Alright, man, listen.” I set the glasses down and poured him some.

“So what’s the big occasion we’re drinking to?”

1 gauged his reaction before saying the words out loud. “I’m married”

Luca spat out his drink. “You’re what? Who did you get pregnant?”

“I didn’t get anyone pregnant,” I replied. “At least, not yet.”

“Then what do you mean you’re married?” he asked in disbelief. “That wasn’t the plan.”

“I thought you’d be happy”

“I’m happy for you, bro, but c’mon, it’s unbelievable. I go to Italy for a month, and you get married!” He exclaimed. “I’m afraid by my next trip, I’m going to come back, and I’ll be an uncle”

I grinned. “I don’t think it’s happening anytime toon.”

“Well, you never know with you these days,” he said, taking a large sip from his glass and glancing around. “So where is the missus? Who is she, anyway?”

“It’s Ivy. Ivy Whitfield.”

Luca spat out his drink again.

I shot him a playful glare. “You’re going to have to stop doing that.”

“I’m shocked, man! I’m shocked. How?” He had a look of incredulity on his face. “Ivy? The Ivy that you’ve had a crush on forever?”

I shrugged. “Not a crush…”

He nodded. “Yeah, you’re right. It was more like an obsession.”

I chortled.

“But seriously, how? I can’t believe it!” Luca exclaimed. “You’re married now, man. No longer the City’s most eligible bachelor! This is big news, and to Ivy of all people.”

I chuckled, shaking my head. “Is it really that shocking? I mean, I’ve always said I wanted to settle down,” I explained. “My father wouldn’t let me hear the end of it, always yapping about responsibility. She had a problem, we found ourselves–a perfect love story…”

Luca squinted his eyes at me. “I’m willing to bet anything; there’s some part of this story where you orchestrated everything.”

I grinned widely.

He shoved my shoulders. “You bastard! And yeah, I’m a little mad at you, though, for not inviting me.”

“It was the most spontaneous thing I’ve ever done in my life, and you know I’ve done a lot of spontaneous things that you lured me into,” I explained.

“No, you owe me big time, or you’re not invited to my wedding,” he declared.

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Chapter 8

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