The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1002

Chloe looked him over, his expensive suit impeccably tailored and perfectly ironed, complementing his tall and slender figure, with proportions nearly close to perfection.

His face seemed to carry a natural smile, making him appear amiable, refined, and cultured, like a noble young gentleman.

But in reality, he was — A hypocrite, an evil person.

Seth, with his narrow eyes, caught the fleeting emotion in Chloe's eyes. A hint of mockery tugged at the corner of his lips, but he seemed indifferent.

"Yes, I’m heading out."

He didn’t explain why he had pressed the elevator button then returned. Instead he turned around to face the two, "Want to join?"

He didn’t seem genuinely inviting them.

"Would it be convenient?" Damon casually glanced at Seth. As he turned his head, his gaze swept through the room, then looked down at the woman in his arms, cuddling his coat. With only her eyes were visible, she looked absolutely adorable.

His gaze deepened, aware of another man nearby, and unhesitatingly stuffed Chloe's head into the coat.

Looking up again, he saw that Seth's eyes had just moved away from his arms, and his eyebrows raised slightly.

Seth looked at him, slipped one hand into his pocket and chuckled lightly, "Seems like it's inconvenient for you guys, maybe you should head back?"

Chloe struggled a bit in Damon's arms, her eyes peeking out again.

"Have you been living here recently?"

Seth's voice was laced with amusement, "The environment here is quite good."

Seth walked out of the door, closing it behind him, standing at the doorway looking at them, "Aren't you leaving?"

Damon shot him a meaningful look, his gaze sweeping over the closed door behind Seth, then he led Chloe towards the elevator. Seth followed them, they entered the elevator, and Seth pressed the buttons for the sixteenth and basement floors.

"What happened to your hand?" Damon asked indifferently, Chloe moving a bit in his arms.

Seth lifted his bandaged hand, his voice flat.

"Accidentally cut myself."

The time between the elevator reaching the eighteenth floor and the sixteenth floor was almost the same. The elevator doors opened, and Damon led Chloe out.

Seth moved the fingers outside his bandage, his indifferent face devoid of any warmth.

When they reached their apartment, Chloe finally struggled out of Damon's arms.

"I was about to suffocate."

She tidied up her messed-up hair, her lips swollen.

Damon pursed his lips, entered the password and opened the door.

Chloe went inside to change her shoes, but the man behind her lifted her up and placed her on the couch in the living room. He then leaned down and kissed her again.

His kiss was passionate, his teeth gently biting her lip, lightly tugging, making Chloe feel a bit scared each time, worried that his impulsiveness would actually bite through her lip.

"Damon..." Chloe called him in his kiss, "Jeanette, she...ah..."

She clearly knew his current dissatisfaction and grievances were because of what. She wanted to explain, but the mention of Jeanette only led to an even more intense kiss from him.

Her painful cry made Damon stop kissing her, his eyes hiding a dangerous undercurrent.

"Are you bringing her up again?"

Chloe looked at him helplessly, "She is just my employee, my source of revenue."

"I can make more money for you than her."