"All you need to do is sitting here quietly."
Chloe gave him a frown. He had already turned around, then walked over with the water cup and the lid of the medicine box on the tray.
"Finish your medicine first."
Chloe didn't refuse, and under Damon's watchful eyes, she took her medicine.
"Good girl."
Damon seemed particularly fond of stroking her hair today, giving it a gentle rub before turning around to leave.
Chloe watched as he sat back down in his chair, elegantly picking up the porridge on the tray to have.
He oozed aristocracy in everything he did, he was even attractive as he ate.
Chloe sat on the couch with her legs folded and her hands resting on her knees, silently watching Damon eat.
Damon finished in a calm manner, wiping his mouth with the napkin next to him.
"Ever thought of lowering your head?"
Chloe couldn't help but blurt out the question.
Even the strictest of manners allowed one to lower their head while eating.
Damon put the napkin aside, taking a sip of water from the cup.
He thought for a moment, then looked at her with a smile.
"I only lower my head in front of you."
"What?"
Chloe was a tad drowsy already.
She looked puzzled at the man approaching her.
The man bent over with his hands on either side of her, trapping her between the couch and his chest.
Chloe looked up, her body involuntarily moving back, her head resting on the back of the couch.
Damon's face drew closer, and he bent down and planted a soft kiss on her lips.
It was a gentle kiss, with a slight smacking sound when he pulled away.
Chloe's face flushed.
"Why did you... suddenly kiss me?"
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