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 ss 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 nonchntly. 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 red at him. “Let me go.


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


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    “Nope,” he said.


    His hand braced on the ss 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 corbone down to her soft tits.


    His deep eyes were filled with admiration and lust.


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


    Hisrge 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 corbones 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 disyed 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 bing 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 disy.


    “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 herpletely 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.


    Heid 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.