The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 92

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‘Damon…” Her words had not even finished when his big hand pulled her back into his embrace. Then she watched as his strikingly handsome face came closer and closer. Damon suddenly kissed her lips.

He had been wanting to kiss her for a long time now, ever since their close encounter in the car yesterday, and especially since their first kiss, where the soft and warm touch of her lips had left an unforgettable impression on him. Her lips were unbelievably soft, with a fragrance that was indescribable, and her breath was gentle and fresh. He had never stopped longing for

her lips

“Damon Chloe was frightened by his sudden kiss, and she pushed against Damon’s chest with her hands, but the more she struggled, the tighter Damon held her.

Just as she was about to speak to stop him, his tongue intruded into her mouth, as if he wanted to devour her.

The sweetness and richness of her taste was deeper than he could ever imagine.

His expectations were not disappointed

This man’s kiss was domineering and irresistible

The more she struggled, the more forceful he became.

Chloe’s rational mind told her to stop struggling, so she just let him, a man much taller than her, bent his back to give her a deep kiss.

She felt as though all the air in her chest had been sucked out.

Her tongue was tingling, and her lips were hot.

Her first kiss, her first deep kiss, had all been taken away by this seemingly refined yet domineering man.

Chloe gradually stopped thinking, but she could still feel his hands that were hot like fire on her waist.

Damon’s breathing suddenly changed rhythm, and Chloe nervously grabbed his shirt as he kissed her. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

After a while, Damon slowly released her, then sucked on her lips once more before resting his head on her forehead.

“Breathe, silly”

Chloe felt as though she had been awakened, her eyes blinked lightly, and she began to breathe heavily.

After a few deep breaths, oxygen finally seemed to flow back to her brain, and her thoughts gradually returned. At this point, Chloe finally thought to push Damon away.

His hand was still behind her head, and Damon’s voice sounded in her ear.

“Everything I just said was true. Your scent is unique, and I only want you.”

Chloe’s heart was in chaos, and she hesitated for a moment, with her head a mess, unable to answer him.

In the end, she pushed Damon away, turned around, and ran out of the pavilion in a panic.

Even so, she still felt his gaze behind her tightly following her.

Damon watched as Chloe hurriedly left, his fingers lightly touching his lips.

Her scent, the warmth of her lips and her touch all seemed to still be there.

Unique.

Chloe ran back to her bedroom alone, her heart pounding violently in her chest, almost jumping out.

She held her chest tightly with one hand while the other touched her still–tingling lips, unable to calm down for a long time.

She thought about the deep and affectionate kiss just now and his every direct and forceful provocation.

What should she do?

Her heart, had been deeply moved.

She clenched her hand tightly against her chest.

They had only known each other for such a short time.

Could she really trust him?

If eight years of a relationship couldn’t remain stable, then what about just a few days of being together.

Chloe slowly walked over to the edge of the bed, but instead of sitting on it, she bent down and sat on the carpet.

Finally, she bit her lip, ran her hand through her hair, and looked out the window at the blurry scenery outside, with her eyes filled with confusion.

Could Damon really be trusted?