Billionaire's Match

Chapter 175 "Fried eggs, bacon, a little salad, and some toasted bread." Khloe felt her heartbeat skip a beat. She instinctively lowered her gaze, only to notice more clearly the open collar of his shirt and the slow, deliberate roll of his Adam's apple. "Mm." Nick murmured in response, his eyes fixed on her face with an intensity that made her momentarily forget everything else. Suddenly, he raised a hand, the back of his fingers brushing against a nearly invisible smudge of oil on her cheek.

The warmth of his skin was subtle, almost like a fleeting illusion-but it sent a sharp heat through that tiny patch on her face. "It got on you." His tone was casual, but his eyes... they were deep enough to pull someone in. Khloe instinctively lifted her hand, only to have her wrist gently caught by him. "All clean now." He didn't let go immediately. His thumb traced the soft, delicate skin on the inside of her wrist in a faint, almost imperceptible motion before securing her hand in his. "Come on, I can't wait to taste it... to see just how good it is.

11 With just a few words, Nick had turned her cheeks a brilliant red. Held by his large, warm hand, she suddenly felt like a little girl again. And yet, the feeling was comforting-safe, tender, reassuring. By the time they finished breakfast, it was already late. Nick was heading to the office later than usual. During breakfast, his phone had been ringing nonstop, but he had silenced it, seemingly not wanting Khloe to worry. "Let's go together. I'll take you to work." Nick's invitation was casual, but Khloe hesitated.

see you all day, I want to spend a little longer with you." His words were blunt, lacking any pretense. Khloe found herself momentarily speechless, unsure how to respond. "Nick, you're getting awfully smooth with your words..." she muttered under her breath, blinking rapidly, though the corners of her lips betrayed her, curling into a shy smile. "I suppose... I can reluctantly

low chuckle, tightened his grip on her soft hand, and without another word, led her out the door. Inside the car, the space was quiet and intimate, with soft music drifting through the cabin. Nick drove himself, relaxed in posture but attentive. During a red light, Khloe

in Khloe's defense, proving her integrity and excellence. Angela's formerly flawless image as the "perfect female mentor" had completely crumbled. 1/2 Chapter 15 +25 Bonus Khloe was surprised by how quickly such detailed exposés appeared-someone had clearly orchestrated this. But besides herself, who else would have her back? Her gaze shifted to Nick. "Nick." "Hm?" He kept his eyes on the road, softly responding. "Thank you." Nick glanced at her