Connor stood in front of her and was dressed to the nines. His features were so striking that he looked like he had stepped out of a fantasy movie, like a mythical figure coming to life. But the moment he opened his mouth, Chloe was jolted back to reality.
"Come on, you're not exactly suffering here," she teased.
Chloe wasn't the least bit flustered. Instead, she responded with grace and ease. She strutted around the room in her high heels, curiously examining the decor. She noted how the layout was almost a perfect replica of Greenpeace Estate.
Connor got up and walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her slender waist from behind. His lips brushed against her ear, his voice low and suggestive. "Why did you come looking for me last night?"
Truth be told, she had regretted it afterward. She didn't want to get further entangled with him, yet she had sought him out the previous night, and it had ended in his bed.
Chloe turned around, cupping his handsome face in her hands, and gave him a quick peck on the lips. "It was for this interview, of course. See, you've come to me willingly today, haven't you?"
Her smile was radiant, like a rose in full bloom under the scorching sun. It was both beautiful and intense.
Connor raised an eyebrow, his tone light but with a hint of seriousness. "If you don’t want to talk about it, that’s fine. But since you’ve stirred the pot again, I won’t let you off so easily this time."
No sooner had he finished speaking than he showered her with kisses. Soon enough, Chloe found herself pinned to the sofa.
"Stop. I have to interview you soon, and my makeup will be ruined."
Connor tried to control himself, his voice husky. "Meet me at Greenpeace Estate tonight."
Chloe seemed to consider it for a moment before agreeing, "Okay."
Connor frowned, "You agreed just as quickly last time."
Chloe laughed, "Don't worry, I won't stand you up this time."
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