The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1660

When they got into the car, it was Damon who had hoisted Chloe into the seat and fastened her seatbelt for her, but he had a hard look on his face the entire time. His lips were tightly sealed, and he refused to say a word. Even now, he hadn't spoken.

Chloe didn't need to be told that he was angry. The icy aura he radiated was perhaps the most severe she had ever seen. She had seen him angry before, but it was nothing compared to now. He was bottling up his emotions.

She couldn't blame him. Things were different now.

"I'm sorry. I just couldn't sit at home and wait for news! There are some things I need to do myself."

Chloe's apology didn't elicit any response from Damon. He didn't even spare her a glance.

Leaning against the seat, Chloe sighed softly and closed her eyes, as fatigue was seeping into her bones. Damon drove in silence, pulling into a grand European-style mansion.d2

The mansion was still as magnificent as ever, and well maintained in the midst of chaos, a peculiar and special existence.

When they arrived, Chloe was still drowsy. Damon got out of the car, his face still taut. The mansion wasn't solely his responsibility; he had a trusted team to take care of it. They weren't part of the Harper family; they were his personal staff.

As they arrived, the staff lined up neatly on either side of the car. Their heads bowed respectfully, waiting for his arrival. Despite his grim expression, Damon gently lifted Chloe out of the car.

After settling Chloe into the plush bed in one of the mansion's rooms, Damon began to leave, only to be stopped by a pare of slender arms wrapping around his neck. Their breaths mingled. Chloe opened her sleep-heavy eyes, which were clear and luminous. "I know you have your own matters to attend to. You can't be there for everything, but I understand Stanley, so I asked for his help."

She knew that the issue with Stanley was the root cause of Damon's current mood. Damon looked at her for a long moment before finally speaking. "Rest now. Your mother is fine. Wendy won't dare to harm her before your arrival."

His tone was still cold, his expression grim, but his words had nothing to do with her apology. Their main goal now was to bring Yasmine back unharmed. It wasn't the time to argue about Chloe's insistence on coming here or her reliance on Stanley. Chloe understood this and nodded, not letting go of Damon.

“Aren’t you going to rest?”

Damon didn’t respond. After a moment of silence, Chloe rose slightly and pressed a kiss to his lips. “I missed you.”

Damon’s breath hitched slightly. Was she really trying to seduce him at a time like this?

“If you say that my mother is safe, I’ll believe your words.” Her breath was warm and steady, and her hand moved to the back of his head, pressing him closer as she kissed him. The kiss turned into a passionate exchange, with Damon quickly gaining the upper hand. As their passion escalated, Chloe's hand traced down Damon's back, feeling the taut muscles beneath his shirt. Her breath hitched as she felt a slight sting on her neck, but she didn't pull away, allowing him to vent his frustration.

Eventually, Damon pulled away, covering her lips with his once more. Chloe turned her head to look at him, her eyes clouded with desire.