The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1002

Chloe looked him over, his expensive suit impeccably tailored and perfectly ironed, complementing his tall and

slender figure, with proportions nearly close to perfection.

His face seemed to carry a natural smile, making him appear amiable, refined, and cultured, like a noble young

gentleman. But in reality, he was – A hypocrite, an evil person.

Seth, with his narrow eyes, caught the fleeting emotion in Chloe’s eyes. A hint of mockery tugged at the corner of

his lips, but he seemed indifferent.

“Yes, I’m heading out.”

He didn’t explain why he had pressed the elevator button then returned. Instead he turned around to face the two,

“Want to join?” He didn’t seem genuinely inviting them.

“Would it be convenient?” Damon casually glanced at Seth. As he turned his head, his gaze swept through the

room, then looked down at the woman in his arms, cuddling his coat. With only her eyes were visible, she looked

absolutely adorable.

His gaze deepened, aware of another man nearby, and unhesitatingly stuffed Chloe’s head into the coat.

Looking up again, he saw that Seth’s eyes had just moved away from his arms, and his eyebrows raised slightly.

Seth looked at him, slipped one hand into his pocket and chuckled lightly, “Seems like it’s inconvenient for you guys,

maybe you should head back?”

Chloe struggled a bit in Damon’s arms, her eyes peeking out again.

“Have you been living here recently?”

Seth’s voice was laced with amusement, “The environment here is quite good.”

Seth walked out of the door, closing it behind him, standing at the doorway looking at them, “Aren’t you leaving?”

Damon shot him a meaningful look, his gaze sweeping over the closed door behind Seth, then he led Chloe towards

the elevator. Seth followed them, they entered the elevator, and Seth pressed the buttons for the sixteenth and

basement floors.

“What happened to your hand?” Damon asked indifferently, Chloe moving a bit in his arms.

Seth lifted his bandaged hand, his voice flat.

“Accidentally cut myself.”

The time between the elevator reaching the eighteenth floor and the sixteenth floor was almost the same. The

elevator doors opened, and Damon led Chloe out.

Seth moved the fingers outside his bandage, his indifferent face devoid of any warmth.

When they reached their apartment, Chloe finally struggled out of Damon’s arms.

“I was about to suffocate.”

She tidied up her messed–up hair, her lips swollen.

Damon pursed his lips, entered the password and opened the door.

Chloe went inside to change her shoes, but the man behind her lifted her up and placed her on the couch in the

living room. He then leaned down and kissed her again.

His kiss was passionate, his teeth gently biting her lip, lightly tugging, making Chloe feel a bit scared each time,

worried that his impulsiveness would actually bite through her lip.

“Damon…” Chloe called him in his kiss, “Jeanette, she…ah…”

She clearly knew his current dissatisfaction and grievances were because of what. She wanted to explain, but the

mention of Jeanette only led to an even more intense kiss from him.

Her painful cry made Damon stop kissing her, his eyes hiding a dangerous undercurrent.

“Are you bringing her up again?”

Chloe looked at him helplessly, “She is just my employee, my source of revenue.”

“I can make more money for you than her.”

Chloe’s mouth twitched helplessly, “Is it the same?”

Damon squinted at her. Chloe stared at his face for a while, then finally bit her lip, put her arms around his neck,

tilted her head up and gave him a peck on the lips.

“I’m not interested in women, I…did so much with you…and you’re still imagining things?”

After saying this, Chloe’s face was full of shyness. Damon’s gaze deepened, and he started to undress her.

“It’s all because your friend sent you that vulgar video!”

Chloe closed her eyes helplessly, allowing him to focus on unbuttoning her clothes.

“Even if I saw it, I didn’t feel anything.”

Damon threw her clothes on the floor, bent down and kissed her lips.

“You didn’t feel anything, but I was affected by you.”

Her pants were also taken off; Damon looked down at her, his eyes twinkling with a deep light.

“So, if you have any grievances, go and take it up with her. It’s all her fault.”

Chloe didn’t understand what she was supposed to be unhappy about until she was completely soft on the bed, not

wanting to move even a toe. That’s when she really felt the urge to confront Rose Davis.

Damon walked in through the door, Chloe lifted her eyes to see the man sitting on the side of her bed, his hand

reaching into the blanket.

Chloe’s eyelashes quivered. Damon’s hand touched her skin, directly grabbing her waist, lightly kneading it.

“Are you okay?”

Chloe glanced at him, bit her teeth and turned–over, burying her face in the soft pillow, making it convenient for

Damon to massage her waist.

Damon chuckled softly, while massaging, he laughed:

“I’ll teach Rose a lesson for giving you back pain.

Chloe clenched the quilt, feeling a mixed of emotions.

“The real culprit is you!”

“It’s her.”

Chloe decided to ignore him.

After a few minutes, when the soreness in her waist was a bit better, Damon withdrew his hand, “Let’s eat.”

This man, he was too cunning.

Chloe’s phone rang.

“Get my phone for me.”

Damon returned quickly, his face cold, the phone still ringing in his hand.

“Who is it?”

Damon sneered, “Someone looking for trouble.”

Chloe’s expression changed, it was Rose. She really gave her a headache, calling at such a time.

“Hello?”

-As soon as the call was answered, Rose’s voice filled with amusement came through, “I hope I didn’t interrupt

anything?”