The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 907

Out of nowhere, her wrist was grabbed hard, and then the tall man hoisted her hand high with a flip, pressing her

against the full–length window beside them.

The window was temperature controlled, and Chloe’s bare back felt no chill against it. But the man’s presence was

causing her some trouble.

Her hand was pressed against the glass above her head, making her upper body lean forward. The bit of cloth that

barely covered her chest was revealing a bit more due to the pull,

Damon’s warm and firm chest pressed against her, his body heat seeping through his clothes and turning her

cheeks red.

Especially his gaze, the strong desire and dominance in them made Chloe feel both shy and anxious.

“Why is it you?” she asked.

“Who did you think it was?” Damon replied nonchalantly. His low voice carried a hint of smoky sexiness, sending

tingles down Chloe’s spine.

“But it was Mom who…” Chloe’s thoughts were a mess, but she remembered it was Elizabeth who had answered

the door. Irritated, she bit her lip and glared at him. “Let me go.

A glint appeared in Damon’s eyes and a corner of his mouth curled up in a smirk.

“Nope,” he said.

His hand braced on the glass behind Chloe, his expensive suit fitting him perfectly, making him look tall and

straight.

His back bent over her, his handsome face close to hers, his cool fragrance enveloping her. Their breaths

intermingled.

He slowly released the hand that was on top of her head. Chloe tried to push him away, but his body pressed

against hers tightly, not giving her any room

to exert force..

His hand slipped around her waist, along her back, his cool fingertips gliding down her spine, the feather–like touch

making Chloe shiver, her scalp tingling.

“Damon!” she called.

“Mmm, I’m here,” he responded.

His fingers moved from her back, sliding over her collarbone down to her soft tits.

His deep eyes were filled with admiration and lust.

“Did you buy this dress yourself?” Damon asked, his breath becoming hotter.

His large hand slid over her waist, up to her perky butt.

“No…”

Chloe’s hand clung to the hem of her dress in front of her, but her voice was trembling due to the man’s suggestive

teasing.

Suddenly, her earlobe was taken into his mouth. Chloe instantly hunched her shoulders, her beautiful collarbones

creating a lovely shape.

“Absolutely stunning.”

Damon’s voice was low and husky, his eyes deep and mesmerizing.

He gently rubbed the woman in his arms, her fragrance intoxicating, a light rose scent mixed with the fresh smell of

her recent bath. Her skin was soft and delicate, irresistible.

“This is my dress for tomorrow’s party,” Chloe murmured.

Damon suddenly froze, his brow furrowed as he stared at her, his eyes filled with anger,

“What did you say?” he demanded.

Chloe lowered her head, turning it away.

He forcefully grabbed her chin, saying, “If you go out in this, Chloe, I swear you’ll regret it!”

His voice was cold and angry.

Chloe’s heart pounded, but she couldn’t muster any anger.

“I won’t wear it out!” Chloe pushed him away, but Damon’s expression softened slightly before he tightened his grip

on her again..

“Don’t touch me!” she struggled, his indifference reminding her of his cold words this morning.

Damon chuckled and released her.

Chloe broke free, but the next moment, she was pressed back against the window by Damon.

The background was the neon–lit night outside, the room brightly lit.

Her silhouette against the window was pure white, her beautiful curves fully displayed to Damon.

His breath became heavier, he left a hot kiss on her back.

Chloe gripped the edge of the window, her body beginning to tremble.

“You…” she managed to breathe out.

Damon’s hand reached around her, lifting her chin, his hot kisses falling on her shoulder and ear.

“Do you know how attractive you are right now? You want me to stop touching you?” he said, his breath ragged,

and his hands kneading her body. Chloe bit her lip, trying to stand up straight to avoid him, but he pressed her back

into his chest.

Looking at their reflections in the window, her face turned a deep red.

She started to struggle, not wanting to see this embarrassing scene.

Her movements were only teasing Damon further, the light in his eyes becoming more intense and fierce.

Chloe turned around, gasping for breath, her dress had slipped off her shoulders, revealing her nipples.

The design of the dress was suggestive, easily stirring up desires, let alone now with the almost revealing display.

“I can’t take this anymore!” Damon suddenly said, his body pressed against hers, his kisses covering her body.

Chloe’s thoughts froze for a moment, and when she came back to her senses, his hand was undoing the belt

around her waist, as if he wanted to absorb her completely into his body.

His hot, domineering tongué forcefully parted her lips, delving deep, taking over everything.

“Mhm…” she wanted to say something, but there wasn’t a chance.

Her legs felt weak, and she had to hold onto his neck for support.

Her actions seemed like submission like she was willingly letting him have his way.

Damon sensed her weakness and suddenly bent down, picking her up and heading straight for the tatami in the

corner of the room.

He laid her down, tossed his suit aside, and started to untie his tie with one hand while watching the woman in the

sexy mini dress, whose face was flushed and confused.