The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

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 glass 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 nonchalantly. 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 glared at him. “Let me go.

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

“Nope,” he said.

His hand braced on the glass 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..

hand slipped around her waist, along her back, his cool fingertips gliding down her spine,

“Damon!” she called.

here,” he

over

filled with admiration and

this dress yourself?” Damon asked, his breath

waist, up to

“No…”

dress in front of her, but her

Chloe instantly hunched her shoulders, her beautiful collarbones creating a lovely

“Absolutely stunning.”

and husky, his eyes deep and mesmerizing.

gently rubbed the woman in his arms, her fragrance intoxicating, a light rose scent mixed with the fresh smell of her recent bath.

is my dress for tomorrow’s party,” Chloe murmured.

as he stared at her, his eyes

say?”

lowered her head, turning

out in this, Chloe,

was cold and

pounded, but she couldn’t muster any anger.

Chloe pushed him away, but Damon’s expression softened

struggled, his indifference reminding her of his

and released her.

free, but the next moment, she was pressed back against the window

the neon–lit night

window was pure white, her beautiful curves fully

he left a hot kiss on her back.

edge of the window, her body