Chapter 145

She clapped a hand over her mouth, her brows furrowing with pain.

What the hell was going on?

Why did her mouth hurt so much?

Why couldn’t she remember anything?

Her head was throbbing like a drum. Chloe tried hard to dig through her memory, but she couldn’t recall what had happened the night before!

Jesus!

How much did she drink?

“What are you thinking about?” A deep voice sounded beside her.

Chloe looked up to find Damon resting his head on one hand, squinting at her.

His face was as handsome as ever, with a just–woke–up laziness about him.

His expensive shirt was slightly wrinkled, and the top two buttons were undone. Damon gave Chloe a sleepy smile.

was too charming to

was glued to the corner of Damon’s mouth.

moment before finally shifting her gaze to Damon’s eyes, which

then quickly

sorry, I got drunk last night and can’t remember a thing.”

remember, but she wasn’t dumb.

on the corner of Damon’s

it was a small wound, it was very noticeable on his handsome face.

guilty, Chloe pointed to Damon’s shirt, “I’m sorry for wrinkling your shirt. I… I’ll

echoed

“It must’ve been my

was,” Damon

smile, her

Damon leaned in

sure you want to

“…I should.”

for a few seconds, then asked

remember anything from last night?”

heart raced, feeling

for you in the

Damon chuckled, “Then pay.”

to his wounded mouth, “How do you plan

flash of embarrassment crossed Chloe’s eyes. The question she had been avoiding

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