Chapter 93

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.

anything mess with your mind or screw up

was the most dangerous thing

used to say that women were even more dangerous

how dangerous a woman could be. But he was certain of one thing.

can be

he was

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

Chloe, breakfast is

“Alright, thanks.”

laid out, she mentioned, “The driver is waiting

“Okay.”

leave when Marina called out to her, “Miss

Marina walked

and shoes Mr. Damon arranged

was slightly taken aback.

of everything,

for two days, Chloe decided not to

was a white knee–length tailored dress suit with a V–neck and cinched waist. Four gold buttons

classy, and

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