The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 231

Chapter 231 

“Alright. Ekinda thought her sexual orientation was change and that she took you away” 

Nate, who was driving in front, thought to himself, 

Bit, please allow me to sincerely say that your image is about to collapset 

“Demon, you you really need to stop. I’ve said it many times, Rose is my good friend Can’t what she said today prove anything? Besides, I’m not gay! 

“I know. But I won’t allow anything bad to happen between us. When she showed you that kind of movie, and Hound out, I couldn’t pust stand by and do nothing, okay? 

“You’re really overthinking it and being too overbearing 

Damon reached out to grab Chloe’s hand, pulling her into his arms, his fingers caressing her chin His fingertips were warm, his voice low and metto, and between his words, there was a faint smell of alcohol, which was very tempting 

“Overbearing?” He pecked her lips lightly, “You’ve known her for over ten years, known tance for over ten years, and even known your half sister for so many years. But you’ve been with me for less than a month. Can you give me a break?” 

Chloe looked at him in surprise 

Was he really so lacking in confidence? 

“Don’t look at me like that. It’s kinda embarrassing” 

He was always used to having the upper hand and arranging everything within his control 

But it seemed that there was an exception – her 

Chloe smiled slightly, “Hearing you say that, it seems like I’ve been too frivolous to develop such a relationship with you in just a month?” 

Damon’s eyes flashed, and he tightened his grip on her chin, ‘Not really.” 

Although he said that, his big palm gradually moved to her back, along her neck, and trailed down her delicate spine. 

Chloe’s body stiffened slightly, and she pushed him away with the hand on his shoulder. 

Damon’s hand stopped at her waist, and he nuzzled her neck with his nose. 

“Rather, your restraint is really testing my patience.” 

Chloe didn’t say anything for a while, listening to the man’s low and hoarse voice, her heart racing, unable to respond. 

Her skin was imprinted with warmth, followed by lingering kisses on her skin, and the palm on her waist burned her like a branding iron. 

Chloe’s scalp tingled. 

He had been drinking, and not just a little. 

The car was too quiet, so his breath sounded very clear. 

Chloe couldn’t help but be aware of Nate in the front seat.