The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 297

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Chapter 297 

Chapter 297 

Chloe’s cheeks turned red, one hand propped up on the bed behind her while the other rested on Damon’s shoulder, but she didn’t have time to pull back. 

“But…” Chloe looked troubled. 

“What’s wrong?‘ His handsome face was close, and even though his expression seemed harmless, it had an irresistible allure 

Chloe’s face turned even redder, whispering. Your room… It’s just too awkward for me…” 

She vaguely remembered the first time her grandma brought her here to rest. She used his bathroom, wore his bathrobe, and ended up pinned under him on the bed because of a small accident… 

“Why do you feel that way?” he asked. 

Chloe closed her mouth tightly, not answering. 

It was best to leave such embarrassing matters unspoken. 

“And what if I sleep here?” 

Damon raised an eyebrow, but before he could say anything, they heard a click. 

Both of them turned to look at the door, paused for a moment, then turned back to each other. 

Seconds later, Damon smirked, “Guess we can’t leave now.” 

Chloe took a deep breath. How could she forget about grandma? 

“But I wasn’t planning on leaving.” 

Damon lowered his head, grabbing her ankle. 

Chloe instinctively pulled her foot back. 

She wasn’t afraid of his touch; she knew what he was up to. 

This man, kneeling on one knee to remove her shoes, was a bit too much for her. 

He tightened his grip on her ankle, halting her retreat, gently put her shoes aside, stood up, got her into the covers, and then lay down beside her under her gaze. 

Chloe was tense, but Damon held her head, his long arm crossing her neck, allowing her to rest on his arm, pulling her into his embrace. 

His familiar scent immediately surrounded her. Chloe lightly rested her hands on Damon’s chest. His chest was firm and warm, and she could feel his heartbeat. 

Damon seemed to kiss the top of her head, then his deep voice echoed, “Sleep.” 

Chloe blinked, looking at her hands, seemingly surprised that she could feel his voice. 

When he spoke, the resonance of his voice and chest vibrated against her palms. 

“Mmm…” she responded softly, her hair brushing his arm as she nodded. 

Her heart was pounding like a drum. 

Chloe closed her eyes, but her heartbeat kept her awake. 

The room was too quiet, she felt like Damon could clearly hear her heartbeat. 

Her body was still tense. 

“Can’t sleep?” His deep voice from above her head made Chloe tense up more. 

After a moment, she quietly lifted her head from his chest, her gaze sweeping over his proud jawline and into his deep eyes. 

“I’m a bit nervous…” 

Damon frowned at her, parting his lips, and his low, seductive voice followed. 

“Do you feel that, being deliberately left here by grandma, lying on a bed, held in my arms, something is bound to happen sooner or later, and not doing anything now, but not knowing when to do it, makes you scared?” 

Chloe rolled her eyes, seemed to think for a moment, then nodded, “Seems about right.” 

Damon paused, looked at her, and then started chuckling quietly. 

“Well, then let’s do something first.”