Damon just got back to his room, fresh out of the shower, donned in a bathrobe. Holding a glass of fine wine, he stood by the window.
He couldn't shake off that kiss by the lake.
He'd always thought he wasn't the kind of guy who craved desire in a big way.
Truth be told, chicks kinda freaked him out.
Getting close to a woman, especially when he was naked was just downright uncomfortable and b
loody annoying.
He'd known that Chloe had gotten under his skin, but what happened today had taken him by surprise.
She was like an unpredictable force that he couldn't control.
She could be a game-changer in his life.
His grandfather's favorite winery was Murdoch in Bordeaux. His grandpa used to say that wine was a living liquid. It was meant to be savored, not obsessed over.
Don't let anything mess with your mind or screw up your judgement.
Wine was the most dangerous thing because it could be addictive.
His grandpa also used to say that women were even more dangerous than wine.
Damon didn't know how dangerous a woman could be. But he was certain of one thing.
Women can be addictively irresistible.
And he was hooked.
The next day, Chloe deliberately got up later than usual. When she arrived at the main house and heard from Marina that Damon had already left, she heaved a sigh of relief.
What happened last night had left her unsure of how to face Damon.
"Miss Chloe, breakfast is ready."
"Alright, thanks."
After Marina had the breakfast laid out, she mentioned, "The driver is waiting for you outside. Mr. Damon said you needed to step out."
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