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Fated To Be His Obsession

Chapter 4 The Morning Aftermath

Word Count: 1056    |    Released on: 07/03/2025

nd her eyelids were very heavy. "Shit" she whispered trying to recall events of the night before, but

each movement. The sheets were luxurious, far too

n to race. What was she doing? this wasn't her bed, this wasn't her room and the faint sce

hangover punishing her for it. Her dress - where was her dress?. She scanned the room, spo

acallan scotch. "seriously" she groaned in frustration, snatching up her clothes.

aight into a solid wall of muscle. Large arms gripped her waist -

e, slowly

ercing blue eyes. Touseled dark hair. And that smirk? Her

she br

deepened.

t his chest. He di

rning to you t

ing. "I was wondering whe

e forcefully pulled away, ready to escape. "I..

. The smirk on his face widening

g herself in her head. "I said i need t

time last night" he said, a mischie

around, "I don't even remember much

hallenged. "Would you like me to remi

s his fingers found her chin, ti

lose. To

hills down her spine. He leaned in, his breath warm agains

k, complementing her silk dress, enve

God

skipped, stutt

e made this feel. How easily her body reacted,

didn't want to acknowledge. But h

n back to

ping his hand away. "

"So you've said" he grunted

enjoyin

atching up her he

alter, "I won't st

gh to have burned through steel. She wa

proving of her walking awa

en's

arms crossed, watching as Chloe stormed out

feisty one. He t

ead as the door swung shu

ed in his sheets, teased for another round. Chloe? She bo

oorframe. He should leave it at that. A one-night s

ck to the bed, his gaze flicking to the rumpled

irk de

huh?" he muttered to himself

's a

? Last night had b

y sprained her ankle over, her red lipstick sti

t against his. The way she'd melted into

elf, a quiet chuckl

n't remember. Because if she had,

omething abo

hite sheets, wild hair, lips slightly swollen from hi

inst her own reaction wh

made thin

aside. He had meetings, deals to close. He should be t

t any woman, and Da

his fingers hesitated over the

of his thumb, he p

mmed in his ea

thless annoyed

. Leaning back

ng

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