The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 907

Out of nowhere, her wrist was grabbed hard, and then the tall man hoisted her hand high with a flip, pressing her against the full-length window beside them.

The window was temperature controlled, and Chloe's bare back felt no chill against it. But the man's presence was causing her some trouble.

Her hand was pressed against the glass above her head, making her upper body lean forward. The bit of cloth that barely covered her chest was revealing a bit more due to the pull.

Damon's warm and firm chest pressed against her, his body heat seeping through his clothes and turning her cheeks red.

Especially his gaze, the strong desire and dominance in them made Chloe feel both shy and anxious.

"Why is it you?" she asked.

"Who did you think it was?" Damon replied nonchalantly. His low voice carried a hint of smoky sexiness, sending tingles down Chloe's spine.

"But it was Mom who..." Chloe's thoughts were a mess, but she remembered it was Elizabeth who had answered the door. Irritated, she bit her lip and glared at him. "Let me go."

A glint appeared in Damon's eyes and a corner of his mouth curled up in a smirk.

"Nope," he said.

His hand braced on the glass behind Chloe, his expensive suit fitting him perfectly, making him look tall and straight.

His back bent over her, his handsome face close to hers, his cool fragrance enveloping her. Their breaths intermingled.

He slowly released the hand that was on top of her head. Chloe tried to push him away, but his body pressed against hers tightly, not giving her any room to exert force.

His hand slipped around her waist, along her back, his cool fingertips gliding down her spine, the feather-like touch making Chloe shiver, her scalp tingling.

"Damon!" she called.

"Mmm, I'm here," he responded.

His fingers moved from her back, sliding over her collarbone down to her soft tits.

His deep eyes were filled with admiration and lust.

"Did you buy this dress yourself?" Damon asked, his breath becoming hotter.

His large hand slid over her waist, up to her perky butt.

"No..."

Chloe's hand clung to the hem of her dress in front of her, but her voice was trembling due to the man's suggestive teasing.

Suddenly, her earlobe was taken into his mouth. Chloe instantly hunched her shoulders, her beautiful collarbones creating a lovely shape.

"Absolutely stunning."

Damon's voice was low and husky, his eyes deep and mesmerizing.

He gently rubbed the woman in his arms, her fragrance intoxicating, a light rose scent mixed with the fresh smell of her recent bath. Her skin was soft and delicate, irresistible.

"This is my dress for tomorrow's party," Chloe murmured.

Damon suddenly froze, his brow furrowed as he stared at her, his eyes filled with anger.

"What did you say?" he demanded.