Rural Belle & Three Heirs by Harper Hall

Chapter 119 No Handsome Men at Home?

Chloe's heart pounded in her chest, each beat a chaotic drum of confusion and desire. She was trapped in the intensity of Grant's gaze, unable to tear her eyes away from the commanding presence before her.

"Grant, I..." she stammered, struggling to find the right words, but he cut her off with a swift, authoritative tone.

"Don't speak," he commanded, his voice low and husky with a dangerous edge. "Just look."

Chloe's breath hitched as she took in the sight of him. She had never seen Grant like this-so raw, so unrestrained, a side she had never imagined existed.

He stepped closer, his eyes never wavering from hers. "Are you satisfied now?" he asked, his voice dropping to a whisper that sent chills down her spine.

Chloe nodded, her voice lost somewhere between fear and fascination.

Grant's expression softened just slightly, enough to send a confusing rush of relief through her. He reached out, gently cupping her cheek with a tenderness that belied the storm within him. "Good," he murmured. "Because I want you to remember this moment. I want you to remember exactly what I look like underneath my clothes." Her heart ached with a tumultuous mix of anxiety and longing. She was caught in a whirlpool of emotions, unsure where the currents would take her. But in that moment, she knew she would never forget the intensity of Grant's gaze or the feel of his touch on her skin.

Grant's voice broke through the haze, sharp and biting. "No cute guys at home? You gotta go out to find one?"

His words snapped Chloe back to harsh reality. She quickly gathered her thoughts, fumbling for an excuse, something she hadn't been able to achieve on her ride here. At the last minute, she decided to sell her friend out. "Grant, I wasn't trying to look. Zara asked me to go..."

After all, Grant didn't know Zara well enough to check the story with her.

was inappropriate and wanted to

believe her own explanation, let alone Grant. When he arrived at the scene, she was happily sipping coffee and munching on an apple, thoroughly enjoying the view. If Grant hadn't shown up when he did, she might have written a whole review on the handsome

really didn't mean to... I... I was wrong," Chloe stammered,

mix of disappointment and something more primal. Grant couldn't reconcile the girl he thought so highly of with the one standing before him, seemingly so

Ignoring her excuses, Grant, bare-chested and exuding physical prowess, moved closer, his presence overwhelming her. He grabbed her slender waist, the touch

and something she couldn't quite name. Desperately trying

eyes darted deliberately to her breast. Seeing her

The usually serious Grant was blatantly teasing her,

take such humiliation passively. Grants' forceful kiss and

free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! Gathering the last remnants of her dignity, Chloe

They had sparred before, and he was well aware of Chloe's strength, knowing she could pack a punch

to remind her of consequence and dominion. With things having escalated, Grant decided it was time to teach Chloe a lesson she wouldn't forget. To show

resolve, he tempered his actions with care, mindful of her injured leg

the small bar in the living room to the couch. Chloe attacked fervently while Grant dodged her blows with practiced ease. In her zealous

to collide with the table. Grant's eyes widened in alarm, and he quickly

her efforts were in vain. Grant, still bare-chested and exuding overwhelming masculinity, looked down at her with a mischievous grin. "Chloe, do you really think you can fight back? Believe me, I could spank you right

Grant actually started spanking

stared at him