Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Her voice was icy, laced with a warning.

Connor didn't budge. He just leaned on his arms, watching her.

His eyes were dark and intense, like a calm sea under a night sky. Beneath that calm surface, currents swirled, ready to erupt into a storm and drown anyone caught within.

Connor, of course, didn't get up. Instead, he kissed her again. This time, it was even more intense and fiery than before. His hand had already slipped under her clothes, boldly moving up from her waist.

"Connor, let go of me." Chloe's voice was tightly controlled. It was chillingly cold.

Her body was rigid, but Connor acted as if he hadn't heard her and kissed her even harder.

One hand defied her resistance, harshly grabbing her boob.

"Ah!" A pained cry shattered the silence.

Connor immediately sat up and perched on the edge of the bed. His hand covered his forehead, his eyes a mix of shock and resentment as he stared at Chloe, who was still lying on the bed, holding a small lamp.

At that moment, she had actually hit him on the head with a lamp!

Pain throbbed through his forehead.

Chloe also gracefully sat up. With elegant movements, she placed the lamp back on the nightstand. Then, propping herself up with one arm, she ran a hand through her naturally wavy hair.

Her voice was dangerously seductive, "Sober now?"

"You actually hit me!" Connor's eyes were filled with resentment. He looked like a pitiful puppy that had its tail stepped on and no outlet for his frustration.

"You acted like that. I have to. " Chloe responded lightly as if it wasn't a big deal.

"You actually hit me!" Connor repeated his words, his gaze still filled with disbelief.

He couldn't understand. He had used every trick and was even turned on himself. How could Chloe still be so clear-headed?

"I didn't hit you that hard. What's the big deal? Call Teddy. Let him take you to the hospital."

Chloe saw that there was already

blood seeping through Connor's fingers. In fact, when she hit him, è she had controlled her strength, Ais wound looked serious, but at most, it was just a shallow cut. He bled just a little.

Since it was on the forehead, hidden in his hair, it wouldn't leave a scar on his handsome face.

She had measured her actions.

"You actually hit me..." Connor's

weakened. The resentment et

and shock in his eyes were

replaced by confusion and Ow

Chloe sighed. Now, he looked even more like a puppy.

A little, cute, white dog that had been abandoned and left to wander the streets.

"Alright, alright, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hit you. I'll call Teddy, okay?"

When Teddy arrived, he saw his boss sitting on the couch, looking disheveled.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Connor's gaze was vacant, his face filled with sorrow, and his forehead was bruised and bleeding.

Teddy was terrified. He hurried into the room. "Sir, what happened?"

Connor didn't answer.

The renowned Mr. Connor of the Eldridge Elites now actually looked as if he was about to cry. It was a sight to behold. Teddy directly asked Chloe, "What happened?"

"It's nothing. I just hit his head with a lamp." Chloe spoke casually, "But don't worry, I didn't really hit hard. I

used minimal strength. He's stunned but isn't brain-damaged."