The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 742

Her little face was smooth and had a determined look, with soft eyes and an elusive fragility and charm that was hard to detect in public.

She had put so much into this, and now she was finally here. How could she possibly give up easily? Because she knew, to Damon, this was a "threat". Even if he knew she wouldn't give up easily, Damon still had to care. She took this matter seriously, and Damon even more so.

"Not going? Don't you care about your reputation anymore, or you don't want to marry me anymore?"

Damon pulled Chloe into his arms, a deep, sexy voice ringing in her ear.

Chloe looked up at him, those deep black eyes full of tenderness and doting smiles. Chloe thoughtfully, unconsciously moved her lips.

Damon's eyes darkened; he held Chloe tightly in his arms.

Chloe gently placed her hands on his shoulders, looked up at him, "What's wrong?"

Damon lowered his head, and his handsome face slowly approached her, the deep voice getting huskier.

"You're getting better and better at seducing people, little beauty."

Her fingers trembled slightly on his shoulder; her cheeks turned red again.

"How did I seduce you?"

Damon chuckled and gently rubbed her rosy cheeks with his hand, whispering, "You're so pretty, how can you not be seductive?"

Chloe bit her lip in response to his tease. She admitted she was slow to react, always unable to keep up with his words.

"Biting your lip again? Hmm... That’s even more tempting, what am I going to do?"

Chloe almost subconsciously released her teeth.

Damon leaned in and gently licked her lips.

"My mouth is swollen from your licking."

Chloe looked at the CCTV in the corner of the elevator and pushed his shoulder, "Can you stop fooling around? There's CCTV here..."

"If you care, I'll take it down tomorrow."

As he spoke, he went to press his lips against hers. Chloe turned her head to avoid it; his kiss fell on her tender cheek.

As the two chased each other to the elevator, the elevator door suddenly opened. Chloe was startled, staggered, and bumped her head into Damon's chest.

Damon effortlessly held Chloe's head, his gaze calmly looking outside the elevator door.

"Hmm..."

The man outside the elevator suddenly chuckled. This voice seemed familiar.

Then there was Damon's deep voice, "What are you doing here?"

In the living room, Chloe brought two cups of water to the coffee table.

Damon sat indifferently on one side. His deep eyes glanced lightly at the man sitting opposite, uttering slowly. "Coming here to find a place to live in the middle of the night?"

Seth picked up the cup of water on the side and took a casual sip, sounding casual.

"Yep."

"You don't look like you're out of a place to live. You should have several villas in your hand."

Chloe turned and went to the kitchen. She heard the conversation in the living room clearly. She agreed with Damon's view. If Seth didn't have several luxurious villas in his hand, it would be truly unbelievable.

Seth's face still had a faint smile. He looked up in the direction of the kitchen, then said with a meaningful tone,

"Really?"

Damon's hand paused. His half-closed eyes looked at the man across the room who was smiling faintly, "What?"

"I heard you're preparing for an engagement banquet."

Chloe frowned, thinking, “Is there something wrong with Damon preparing for an engagement party?”

Damon's eyebrows gradually furrowed, his eyes revealing a touch of cold, full of warning.

"Although she has no status now, and might suffer some gossip when with you. If you both go public with your relationship, she might face even greater difficulties."

"Do you think I would put her in danger?" Damon's voice deepened.

Because of the distance, he deliberately lowered his voice, and Chloe couldn't hear his words clearly.

Seth chuckled lightly, "Where is there an absolute standard to measure a 'dangerous thing'? It's not an absolute thing. Whether it's unforeseen incidents, or things lurking on the surface, around... danger is everywhere."

Damon squinted his eyes, and closed his lips tightly. His face was gloomy, radiating a chill.

Seth downed another glass of water, plonking the glass back onto the coffee table. The movement was minor, but it still made a crisp clinking sound.

"Women, mate, they're just for fun, y'know? A bit of mutual satisfaction, that's all good. But don't go catching feelings. You, we, ain't got no business doing that."

He said this, rising from his seat, his arms slightly bent as he buttoned up his blazer.

His actions were unhurried, elegant and gentle, like a real gent.