But now, seeing Declan again, looking into that handsome face, Chloe felt a chill in her heart.
She didn't seem to recognize his expression anymore.
Beneath that veneer of respectability, just how tainted was his soul?
Declan eyed Chloe, pinned to his bed, and walked over. He reached out and callously popped a button off the collar of her blouse.
Chloe trembled all over.
"Let me go," she said.
But Declan was merciless as he tore at her clothes, not even sparing a thought for the bodyguards present. Chloe struggled feebly, her skin crawling with goosebumps.
Declan smirked, tilting her chin up. "You know why I've never laid a hand on you?"
He thought she was filthy because he saw her as nothing more than a tool, a tool for sleeping with others to secure the business deals he wanted. So, he would never touch her.
Tears silently streamed down Chloe's cheeks as she answered, "Because I used to work at Haven Club."
"A bit of self-awareness, not bad." Declan's laugh was full of pleasure as he patted her face. "Because, Chloe, you've been worn out by my business associates. I don't fancy wearing someone's sloppy seconds."
Listen to him, with just a few words, he could slash her into a thousand pieces!
Chloe's eyes were bloodshot. "But... the one who asked me to be with those associates was you."
He used her beauty as a weapon, putting her in the front line, making her endure. He always thought that for his sake, Chloe would sleep with anyone.
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