The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 51

Damon stood there, hands shoved in the pockets of his suit pants, his icy gaze falling on her sleep–ruffled face.

Chloe felt it was awkward to just stand at the door chatting with him.

Since he was here, it was only polite to invite him in.

Instinctively, she opened the door wider.

Damon’s gaze deepened, the chill between his brows intensifying.

Chloe was confused, not knowing what to do.

He had just randomly showed up here to stare at her?

Damon didn’t respond, leading Chloe’s gaze to drift towards Nate.

Everything happened in a heartbeat.

Nate also sensed something was off; seeing her lips move, he quickly stepped in, taking the two large bags in his hands.

we

.

words were cut off as he saw the previously motionless Mr. Harper suddenly

instinctively backed away.

Damon was quick; within two steps he was through the door, grabbing her wrist, his large hand gripping her waist tightly, pulling her into his chilly, fragrant

instinctively struggled, hearing Nate’s muffled “Sir…”

body trembled, her struggles ceasing

nose, the pain making him want to cry.

hell

a while, Damon looking down at the woman obediently lying in his arms,

like a frightened kitten, not

softened, a trace

she felt good to hold,

girl in his arms stirred, Damon looked down at

and managed to extricate herself from

reluctant,

couple of steps, putting

woman looked flustered, tucking her hair behind her ear