"Another round?" His voice was low and smooth, almost hypnotic, with an undercurrent of lingering desire.
Chloe glanced at the floor, taking in the sight of lace lingerie tangled with a suit, her torn dress, and high heels scattered under the sofa. Everything told the story of the wild passion that had just unfolded.
"Nah, I'm exhausted," Chloe declined.
His stamina seemed to be on the rise. Just now, she had nearly begged for mercy.
Despite her words, her hand couldn't resist trailing over his chiseled abs. He caught her wandering hand, his voice filled with unsatisfied longing but still magnetic. "Don't tease me. I might not be able to hold back."
Chloe laughed, her face already striking, now even more so. Her dark eyes sparkled like stars, her lips red like fire, and her thick waves cascaded down her glowing back, making her skin look like a piece of art. A lazy smile tugged at her lips, highlighting the tiny beauty mark near her eye, enchanting like a siren's call.
As he watched her lounging like a cat in his arms, he felt the urge to devour her again.
"Don't be so stingy. I'll miss this when I can't have it anymore," Chloe teased, still smiling.
Suddenly, his expression stiffened, his demeanor cooling instantly. "What do you mean?"
Chloe sat up, tossing off the blanket and quickly getting dressed. She pulled a check from her purse and walked over to him.
"Babe, here's five million as compensation. And you can keep the villa, too."
She placed the check in his hand. But he showed no joy at receiving such a generous gift.
"Chloe, what do you mean?" His voice was dangerously low. He was clearly struggling to keep his anger in check.
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