The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 601

By the time Damon finally satisfied his own needs, it was already midnight.

Chloe was like a puddle of water, held tightly in Damon’s arms. Her eyes gently closed, her eyelashes trembling slightly with each breath, clearly too weary to even move a finger. After some time, Chloe was carried into the bathroom by Damon, who was still energized.

When she was fully immersed in the bathtub filled with hot water, Chloe slightly opened her eyes, feeling as if she had just recovered from a serious illness.

Damon gently kissed her lips and spoke in a guilty yet deep voice, “You take some rest, I’ll bath you.”

Chloe slightly moved her fingers, too weak to even talk, and blinked slowly, seemingly trying to say something.

Damon had already started to carefully wash her body. Her eyes rolled rapidly under her eyelids, then returned to calm. The bathroom filled with steam once again, and Chloe’s eyelashes trembled. In her daze, she felt his touch becoming more intense, and she suddenly opened her eyes, meeting Damon’s gaze.

The lustful emotions in his eyes were all too familiar to Chloe! Thinking about their endless lovemaking before, she was so scared that her breathing became rapid and her legs curled up in the water, causing a ripple in the tub, “I’ll wash myself.”

“Don’t move around, do you even have the strength?” Damon pushed her curled knees back down,

at him angrily, usually cold but now with a hint of charm. This look now added a different kind of charm. Damon’s Adam’s

Chloe thought quickly, if having strength or not wasn’t

on the soft bed, then wrapped her up like a baby in a blanket. Chloe was confused, but still

closer, looking

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all over, like

her

”

directly carried Chloe, who was wrapped in the blanket, in his arms and headed for the door. “What are you doing?” Chloe,

downstairs. Can’t sleep on this bed.”

to put on

too much trouble.” With just a floor’s distance, Damon directly picked up Chloe and headed for the

more surprises for me?” Damon

the bottle of rose essential oil in the middle of the bouquet of roses in front of the French window, and