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.

Chloe, we

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were cut off as he saw the previously motionless Mr. Harper suddenly stride forward, his eyes glued to

startled, instinctively backed

he was through the door, grabbing her wrist, his large hand gripping her waist tightly, pulling her into his chilly,

hearing Nate’s muffled “Sir…” outside

trembled, her struggles ceasing immediately.

his nose, the pain making

the hell just

Damon looking down at the woman obediently lying in his arms, her face buried in his chest, her expression hidden. All he

a frightened kitten, not daring to move a muscle.

icy gaze slowly softened, a trace of

good to hold, but she was

his arms stirred, Damon looked down at

waters, feeling it was safe, and managed to extricate herself

Damon was somewhat reluctant, he let

a couple of steps, putting

flustered, tucking her hair behind