The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride
Chapter 370

Chapter 370

Chapter 370

His big hand rested on her waist, gently lifting the hem of her shirt, instantly making contact with herskin.

Chloe’s eyes widened in surprise.

His hand began to wander under her shirt, feeling the softness of her skin.

“Enough… if we continue, things will get out of control…”

Chloe papted slightly, placing her hand on top of his through the fabric of her shirt.

“You’re really brave, Chloe, to compromise with me at a time like this!”

Damon’s deep voice fell, and he suddenly bent down and bit her lip fiercely.

Chloe blinked, the fierceness in the man’s eyes making her heart race

She had a hunch that if it really came to that, she might be completely worn out.

“I’m going to take a shower first.”

Chloe moved away from him, looking at him nervously.

She sat up from the bed, but Damon grabbed her wrist again, his deep voice making Chloe’s heartrace again.

“Shower here.”

Chloe was taken aback, the first thing that flashed through her mind was the text message Damonhad sent her in the afternoon.

They’re only missing “spending the night together” now.

After hesitating for a moment, she nodded.

“Go ahead, wear my clothes.” Damon smiled, walked over to the closet, and handed her a shirt.

“Um…” Chloe looked at the clothes in her hand, somewhat hesitant.

“What’s up?”

Damon looked at her, his gaze seemed to indicate that he was ready to pounce on her at anymoment, which made Chloe shake her head.

“Nothing.”

Then she held the clothes and blushed as she walked into the bathroom.

After her shower, she put on Damon’s shirt.

At first, she was worried that wearing only a shirt might be too revealing.

But now looking at herself in the mirror, the shirt just covered her thighs, making her think she wasoverthinking

She wasn’t a petite woman, but she didn’t expect a man’s shirt to be so loose on her.

The bathroom door opened, and Chloe tugged on the shirt, her wet hair falling over her shoulders.

Damon was sitting on the couch, slowly lifting his head, setting his tablet aside. His gaze followedher figure, watching her in his shirt, sitting on the bed drying her hair, her sexy legs pressed tightlytogether, attracting his attention.

He could smell, she had used his shower gel, but on her, it had a different fresh scent, with awoman’s fragrance wafting into his nostrils.

He stood up, took the towel from her hand, and dried her hair for her.

“Would you like to sleep here tonight?”

Chloe clenched her fists, looking up at him, their eyes meeting, his deep eyes reflecting the stars onthe lake surface.

She blinked gently, suddenly feeling a bit reassured, and nodded, “Okay”