The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1008

Chapter 1008 

“So, what do you think?” Damon stood in front of her, gazing down at Chloe with a gentle smile. 

Chloe returned his smile nonchalantly, reaching out to adjust the boutonniere on his lapel. 

“You look incredibly handsome. Words can’t even begin to describe.” 

Damon cocked a satisfied brow, “Do I match up to you?” 

Chloe’s movements halted as she looked up at him, “Isn’t that supposed to be my question?” 

Damon grasped her soft hand, bringing it to his lips for a gentle kiss. 

“You’re the only one for me, and it can only be you.” 

Chloe’s heart rate quickened, and she looked up at him, her eyes shimmering faintly. 

Everyone else present was admiring the beautiful scene, but none of them could comprehend Damon’s words. 

Yet Chloe understood perfectly. When they first met, in his room, on his bed, his slender fingers gently stroking her cheek, he told her that only she was worthy of him in this world. She thought he was arr ogant then, but he had just smiled. 

Now, she was already with him. At a time when she had no intention of falling in love again, she was irresistibly drawn to his dominant presence in the shortest span of time. 

Only she was worthy of him. Only she could be his. 

He couldn’t have made it clearer. 

Others might not understand, but how could she possibly not? He was as domineering as always. 

Knowing that she understood him, Damon smiled and naturally leaned down for a kiss as she lifted her head. 

Damon could kiss her anytime and anywhere, never shying away, and Chloe would always blush furiously in response. She buried her face in his chest to avoid the gazes of others, hiding her shyness! But Damon really enjoyed seeing her blush. 

Everyone present was surprised. They never thought that two people who were seen as noble and cold, calm and dominant, could be so different when together. 

Their behaviour was completely natural, his tender pampering of her and her gentle submission to him… not pre tentious at all. 

This was the unique understanding between them. It wouldn’t work with anyone else. 

“Do you want to try some others?” Damon asked. 

Chloe shook her head, “This one is fine.” 

“Okay.” 

Damon never interfered with Chloe’s decisions. 

They changed out of their clothes, with Katie discussing with the shop assistant on where to make alterations, like making the waist thinner, adding more fringe designs, or shortening the hemline. 

Chloe didn’t spend much time trying on clothes. Katie only came over to take a look when she was changing at the end, but she managed to pick out so many details. 

Miles stood silently next to Katie, his gaze falling on the dress. 

Chloe and Damon walked side by side towards the shop’s exit, and Miles and Katie trailed behind them, whispering. 

The shop assistants were stunned by their elegance and deeply moved by their love. After they left, they were all still in a daze. 

Because Damon was there, she naturally shared a car with him whenever possible. And she handed the keys to Miles. As he took the keys, Chloe looked at him and suddenly asked, “Is the International Beauty Expo an important makeup competition?” 

Miles was taken aback for a moment before answering, “Yes, it’s considered one of the authoritative awards in the makeup industry. With this award, one can gain high recognition in the industry.” 

“Have you ever thought about part icipating in this competition?” Chloe asked. 

Miles gave a wry smile, “How could I not?” 

He didn’t continue, but Chloe started laughing, “So it seems Jacob is not all that.” 

“What?” Miles asked. 

“He doesn’t even dare to let you participate in a competition, do you think he’s so great?” Chloe retorted. 

Surprise flashed across Miles’ face, he was at a loss for words. 

Chloe glanced at him, “Don’t you have anything to say?” 

Miles opened his mo uth, a hint of hesitation flashed across his face. Chloe looked at him again, then turned around to open the car door. 

“Ms. Summers!” Miles suddenly panicked, rushing forward to grab Chloe’s hand, “I… I want to participate in this year’s competition, I hope to do so as Starlight International’s stylist…” 

Suddenly, Miles felt a sharp pain in his hand and reflexively pulled back. He looked up to find Damon standing next to Chloe, staring at him coldly. 

The hand he just grabbed was now tightly held in the man’s palm. A hint of embarrassment flashed across Miles’ face, he rubbed his fingers and dropped his hand to his side. 

“I’m sorry…” he apologized. 

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Damon’s gaze was as sharp as ice, piercing Miles’ face and causing him to shiver. 

“I… I was just… in a rush…” he tried to explain. 

He paused, then looked at Chloe again, “Ms. Summers…”