Reborn, I Dumped the Cold Heir novel Chapter 4

"Miss Lennox, I expected you to decline."

Chloe's expression was calm. "A guaranteed return on investment. Why would I say no?"-

Julian chuckled, though his eyes remained devoid of warmth.

"Fair enough. Then let me make myself perfectly clear from the start."

He took a step toward her, his oppressive aura instantly wrapping around her.

"I have no intention of playing a platonic game with the future Mrs. Fairfax."

Chloe met his gaze evenly. "And I don't make a habit of sleeping with men who play the field."

Julian let out a dark laugh. "Didn't you read the medical report my mother sent to the Lennox estate?"

They had both drank quite a bit that night. Chloe couldn't exactly recall how they made it up to the hotel suite, only that she had yanked him down by his tie.

Forced to bend to her height, she leaned her red lips close to his ear, her voice dripping with pure seduction. "A report is just paper. If I want to know the quality of the goods, I'll have to inspect them myself."

Julian's eyes instantly darkened. "Inspect what, exactly?"

Chloe's lips curled into a smirk. "Who knows? Mr. Fairfax looks decent enough with his clothes on, but once they come off..."

Before she could even finish her sentence, Julian had locked an arm around her waist. She felt her feet leave the ground as he lifted her with effortless strength, slamming her back against the heavy mahogany door.

The way he looked at her completely shifted.

"Remember, you provoked me first."

And that led to their current situation.

Chloe was speechless.

How much had she actually drunk in her past life?

"Remembering now?"

Julian's voice dragged her back to reality. He was still caging her against the mattress. Her violent rejection a moment ago had evidently ruined the mood, and his expression was far from pleasant.

Looking at his face, Chloe suddenly thought of a year from now—Grace standing obediently by his car, and the desperate phone call he never bothered to answer.