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The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 449
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Chapter 449

“Huh?” Damon fixed her with a piercing stare.

Chloe realized that there was a misunderstanding between them, “My previous rejections were just because I was

scared, they were all excuses… it was my fault…”

Damon gritted his teeth, “You’re such a tormentor!”

Chloe tilted her head slightly, “Thank you for your… compliment!

Damon, annoyed, pinched her waist hard. Chloe twitched, turned to look at him with a hint of nervousness in her

eyes.

A low chuckle escaped Damon’s lips as he looked down at her, took off her hairpin, and let her hair cascade down

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naturally. He then gently brushed her hair.

“Hey… what are you doing?”

Her neatly trimmed short hair instantly turned into long hair falling over her shoulders, the dark strands shone

against her skin. Her originally spirited face softened in that moment.

His fingers ran through her thick hair, Damon’s lips turned up in satisfaction. “Just now I was a little worried I might

be a gay…

“Huh?” Chloe couldn’t react for a moment.

Damon moved closer to her, murmuring in a husky voice: “But now, I think I’m not…”

She didn’t understand what he meant.

Before she could think much about it, his kiss had already descended, his big hand slowly moved up from her waist,

directly to her shoulders, and took off the shirt that hung over them.

Chloe gasped sharply, Damon’s long arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her close. The sleeves of the shirt slid

smoothly off her body.

Chloe felt weak from his kiss, her heart pounding, threatening to jump out of her chest.

Were they really going to…

“Damon, can we talk?”

This was her first time being this intimate with someone, she was incredibly nervous.

“Of course, you say…”

Damon’s voice echoed in her neck, kisses trailing downwards.

Unable to hold back, Chloe let out a soft moan, biting her lip. She tilted her head slightly, placing a hand on her lip,

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nervously biting her finger. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing her anxiety and discomfort.

Her moan satisfied Damon, his fingers traced a warm path down her back.

Her tense breathing relaxed all of a sudden.

“Damon…

Heat was rapidly rising within her, the wandering warmth stirring up a wave of desire!

The last shred of restraint in Damon’s eyes completely crumbled, his hand glided over her flat stomach, stopping at

her belt. As the button of her pants was undone, Chloe clamped her eyes shut. She knew there was no turning

back, but she didn’t say anything.

However, Damon suddenly stopped.

Chloe opened her eyes to look at him; he was sitting up calmly, wrapping the blanket around Chloe.

“What’s wrong?”

Damon stood up, straightening his slightly messy suit, squinting his eyes, a stern and gloomy expression on his face.