Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 283

Chapter 283

In the mirror, Khloe caught a glimpse of Nick on the screen, his brows furrowed in concentration, radiating a rare calm that seemed to fill the air.

Nick finished reviewing a page of documents before lifting his gaze, just in time to see Khloe applying serum in front of the mirror. She tilted her head slightly, the curve of her neck graceful, droplets of water from her damp hair sliding along her collarbone into the neckline of her sleepwear.

His gaze darkened, and his Adam’s apple rolled almost involuntarily.

“All done?” he asked, closing the file, his voice husky from the prolonged silence.

“Mm.” Khloe smiled at him through the mirror. “Are you done?”

“Almost.” He pushed the papers aside, giving her his full attention. “You need to dry your hair, or you’ll get a headache.”

“Got it,” she said, but her hands didn’t stop, carefully patting her cheeks with measured motions.

Nick didn’t rush her, leaning back in his chair to watch quietly.

Watching her delicate fingers gently massage around her eyes, the way she swept her long hair to one side, revealing the pale skin behind her ear… what seemed ordinary now slowed down in his eyes, charged with a subtle, silent allure.

“What are you looking at?” Khloe finally couldn’t resist, meeting his gaze through the mirror, cheeks flushing.

“You,” he answered simply, eyes honest and burning. “You look good from every angle.”

Her heart skipped a beat. Though she was no stranger to compliments, Nick’s praise carried weight, a depth that

made it feel different.

She cast him a sidelong glance, a shy expression that seemed to hook his very soul.

“I’ll blow my hair now-it’ll be noisy, so you can mute me,” she said.

“Mm,” he replied, yet made no move, as if even the sound of her hair dryer was something he didn’t want to miss.

He watched her fingers comb through her hair, the strands slipping through her hands, and a rare, full-bodied satisfaction filled him. Khloe, normally distant and seemingly cold, now revealed the most everyday, unguarded side of herself before him.

Was it only with him that she could be so tender, so girl-like?

Suddenly, Nick felt that no amount of pressing work could compare to this moment, watching her blow her hair through the phone.

Soon, the hum of the dryer ceased. Khloe ruffled her semi-dry hair and looked back at the screen.

“All done. But… shouldn’t you go rest?” Her eyes softened as she noticed the faint weariness in his gaze, unwilling to remind him overtly.

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He glanced at the time-indeed, it was late.

“Mm,” he said, pausing, his gaze lingering on her face with quiet affection. “Once you’re in bed, I’ll hang up.”

Khloe obediently lay down, pulled the covers up, and whispered softly into her phone, “Good night, Nick.”

“Good night, Khloe,” his voice fell to a whisper. “Wait for me.

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As the screen darkened, the room sank into complete silence. Khloe stared at the ceiling for a moment, then took a deep breath and hugged the covers, curling her arms around them.

The space felt emptier without him-his body would have been wider, more filling, more comforting than the blanket.

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