Damon gazed at her for a moment before breaking the silence with a frosty tone. "Eat it or leave it! It's not just your stomach you're starving, you know!"
At his words, Chloe stayed still for a moment, before abruptly climbing off the bed.
Damon, not missing a beat, gave a sly, subtle smirk. However, to his surprise, Chloe, instead of heading towards the table, headed for the door.
His face fell instantly. "What are you doing?"
Chloe pulled open the door. "I don't want to eat with you!"
"Chloe!"d2
Ignoring him, Chloe stepped out of the room where two housemaids were waiting respectfully. Seeing her sudden appearance, they both rushed to her side. "Ma... Ma'am!"
Although the mansion was heated, Chloe still felt a chill compared to the warmth of the bedroom. Unable to suppress a shiver, she felt Damon following her from behind.
She pouted and headed downstairs.
Damon’s face darkened further. "Chloe, stop right there!"
However, Chloe didn't listen and was promptly surrounded by a group of housemaids downstairs.
"Ma'am!"
"Get out of my way!"
"Ma'am, it's dangerous outside. You shouldn't go out alone."
Chloe's brow furrowed at their words. The argument was persuasive enough to give her pause. She could throw a tantrum, but she was also sensible to know that it’s really dangerous outside.
After a beat, feeling Damon catching up to her, she looked up at the housemaids. "Where's the phone?"
One of the housemaids pointed to a side table, and Chloe made a beeline for it.
Damon followed, standing at the foot of the staircase, watching her silently.
Chloe quickly dialed a number, and as soon as the call was connected, she blurted out, "Where are you? How about lunch? I'd like to thank you for bringing me here. Let's meet up. I want to have..."
Suddenly, the call was cut off. Chloe turned, only to meet Damon's stormy gaze. Before she could say anything, she felt a coat being draped over her shoulders. The next moment, she was lifted off the ground.
"What are you doing?"
"You better not say a word now, or I can't guarantee what will happen next."
Damon's voice was ice cold, and his eyes did not even glance her way.
Feeling Damon's anger, Chloe stopped struggling. She was carried all the way to their bedroom. As Damon tried to set her down, she tightened her grip around his neck.
"Let go," Damon commanded.
"Why should I? You carried me without asking, didn't you?"
"So I put you down just now."
Chloe tightened her hold. "You carry me when you want and let go when you don't? You get to call all the shots?"
Holding Chloe wasn't a problem for Damon, but it was tiring with her being so stubborn. Chloe refused to let go, and Damon decided to sit down in that position. "Weren't you planning to have lunch with someone else? Let go!" He said.
Chloe stared at him for a moment before suddenly releasing him. Damon's face changed instantly.
"Okay, I've let you go, so are you going to let me go now?"
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