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 your

the most dangerous thing because it

say that women were even more dangerous

didn’t know how dangerous a woman could be. But he was certain of one

be addictively irresistible.

was hooked.

Marina that Damon had already left, she heaved a sigh of relief. What happened last night had left

breakfast

“Alright, thanks.”

mentioned, “The driver is waiting for you outside. Mr. Damon said

“Okay.”

leave when Marina called out to her, “Miss Chloe, hold

stopped and turned to look at her. Marina walked over with two

arranged

slightly

everything, didn’t

down at the clothes she’d been wearing for two days, Chloe decided not

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

classy, and

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