Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Chloe had no idea how to comfort Pax. She had said a lot, but deep down, she knew no words could truly reach him at this moment. This dark cloud hanging over Pax was something only he could walk out of. Claire, standing not too far away, saw everything.

After parting ways with Pax, Chloe headed downstairs. Connor was waiting for her. They were at a mansion, but Connor didn't live there. The old estate had multiple courtyards, each room with its own little garden. If they ever stayed at the old mansion, they'd still have their own separate spaces.

Chloe followed Connor through the winding garden paths until they reached a tranquil courtyard. This one stood out-it was a gorgeous cottage, grand and stunning. But what caught Chloe's attention the most was the massive sycamore tree that towered over the entire place. Its branches spread wide, overshadowing the roof. Connor had even built a transparent glasshouse within the branches of the sycamore.

Chloe's curiosity was piqued, and she insisted on checking it out.

From the master bedroom's balcony on the third floor, there was a pathway leading to the sycamore and the house-a wooden suspension bridge. Chloe wobbled her way across and soon reached the glasshouse door. Connor opened it for her, and she stepped inside. The glasshouse was small, just enough for one or two people. Aside from a bed, it was empty. Chloe immediately lay down. The bed was white, fluffy, and soft, like a cloud. She sank into it, feeling incredibly cozy.

"You sure know

always dreamt of having a treehouse like the ones in

lay down beside her.

"Absolutely love

her, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "How about

eyes. She reached out and gently touched his

and Connor was someone who valued his privacy immensely. Whenever they got intimate, he always made sure the curtains were

blue sky that looked like an overturned bowl, with clouds drifting across,

on his