Best Served Cold: A Billionaire Fake Engagement Revenge Romance (Savannah's Best) by Maya Alden

Author:Maya Alden [Alden, Maya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-07-22T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

Noah

"You're out of your mind, Noah, if you think I'm going to share a bedroom with you," she screamed at me. Sweet Stella was no longer sweet. However, she still made me hard. This Stella was, as she kept telling everyone around her, out of fucks.

"Sweet, we have to keep the pretense up. We have cleaners, we have people who may come and go, we can't—"

"Lots of couples have separate bedrooms," she countered, her arms crossed, fury written all over her face.

She'd been pissed that I had moved her out of the condo because she would have wanted to pack her own things. I didn't know why anyone would want to pack and unpack their own shit, but I did tell her that she could knock herself out on the unpacking.

She was enraged that her father had called and announced that the engagement party would be at the Hunt mansion the following Saturday.

She was angry as hell about how the gardeners had messed up her tea roses by pruning them all wrong.

And because I was confident that she must be starting a period (the hell with being a sexist pig), she was furious that the pH of the swimming pool was not right. The fucking pH! Who had pH strips with them to check that? No one except neurotic women like formerly Sweet Stella.

I was enamored with the woman I met months ago with revenge on my mind, and now I was even more smitten with this outta fucks version of Stella as well. She had a spine. She was sassy. She was strong. She also hated my ass.

"I can sleep in the guest room," I finally gave in.

"Good."

"But we pretend we're sharing the master," I added.

"What the fuck ever." She all but stormed out of the living room when I called out to her.

"Sweet—"

"And stop calling me that. I have a name. Stella. Use it." Her back was turned to me.

"Sweet," I persisted, "what can I do to make you less angry with me?"

She turned around her eyes wet and blazing fire. "You can take me back in time and never have met me," she said.

There were other things I would do if I got my hands on a time machine, none of them would be not meeting Stella.

"I can't change the past. I can only make your present palatable and, hopefully, improve your future," I told her somberly.

"What do you want from me, Noah?"

She sounded so tired that it broke my heart. If I told her what I really wanted, she'd knee my balls and run like the hounds of hell were after her.

"Nothing from you, Sweet, but I want to give you something," I explained. "I know there's no fixing us, but—"

"There is no us, you asshole."

She never swore the entire time we were dating, but now, F-bombs and curses tumbled out of her like cherry blossoms in spring. This was because of me. A wonderful, soft woman had become hard and angry. How could I make up for any of this?

"Stella, we probably have to live together for a good six months—"

"No.

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