Todos os capítulos de Accidental One Night Stand With Billionaire: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

"You shameless jerk!" Chloe snapped, anger boiling within her. Was this a threat? How could someone be so despicable?"I'm shameless?" Amos retorted, fury in his eyes as he grabbed Chloe's hand, pulling her closer and pinning her against the car, making her immobile. "You're clearly mine, yet he dares to claim you. He's the real shameless one!"Jealous rage made Amos's vision blur, and he reached out, his hand brushing Chloe's pale face. "Chloe, you belong to me. I won't let anyone hurt you. Just wait; one day, I'll have you back. As long as you listen to me, I promise no one will dare harm your family."Those beautiful lips were his, and her exquisite body was his as well.Suddenly, he spotted the red marks on her neck and collarbone. It didn't take much thought to understand how they got there. His gaze darkened at the thought of that beast touching his woman; he felt an overwhelming urge to kill him!Imagining Chloe writhing beneath Lionel made Amos furious. He leaned down and kiss

In the afternoon, Chloe was giving Lisa a piano lesson. Distracted by her concerns for Cynthia, she felt a bit out of sorts. She didn't even dare to call her during the lunch break, remembering how their earlier conflict had started with her phone call to Cynthia."Miss Miler! Miss Miler!" Lisa called out several times, but Chloe didn't respond until Lisa grabbed her hand, pulling her back to reality. Chloe looked at Lisa, puzzled."Are you worried about something? I finished playing, and you didn't even notice," Lisa chirped, her sweet voice ringing like a bell. With her bright, expressive eyes, she looked adorably at Chloe.Feeling a warmth spread across her cheeks, Chloe pinched Lisa's rosy cheek and apologized, "Sorry, Lisa. Could you play it again for me? I promise I'll pay attention this time.""Okay!" Lisa studied Chloe's face, sensing something was off. She nodded obediently and returned to the piano.After finishing another piece, Chloe praised her, "Lisa, you're so smart! Yo

The woman seemed younger than her age, radiant and exuding a confidence that suggested she had always been pampered."Miss, your piano playing is quite good—it reminds me of someone I know," Florence said, tapping her long fingers on the piano lid and glancing around with her sparkling eyes."Uh, really? Thank you for the compliment," Chloe replied humbly. The woman's luxurious outfit and exquisite jewelry sparkled, and her commanding presence made Chloe feel small in comparison. With that air of superiority, it was clear the woman would look down on someone like Chloe, a mere pianist.Chloe was uncertain about the woman's intentions but maintained her composure, waiting to see how things would unfold."Miss, did you see a tall, handsome man in casual clothes come in here?" the woman asked, gesturing between the piano and the entrance.Chloe understood immediately; the woman suspected she had seen the man enter, given her direct line of sight to the door."I'm sorry, miss, but I was f

Meanwhile, in another high-end club, neon lights flickered, rock music blared, and the air was thick with the energy of people lost in their revelry. Men and women, fueled by alcohol, swayed their bodies to the beat, humming along out of tune as they clinked glasses and moved to the rhythm.The men had shed their jackets, loosened their ties, and unbuttoned the top buttons of their shirts, some shouting, "Come on, give me a kiss!"Several women, dressed in tight, body-hugging skirts, were visibly drunk. They swayed their snake-like bodies as they moved among the men, occasionally letting out a playful "You're terrible!" when one of them gave a cheeky squeeze. This only led to more laughter and playful chases around the room.The party was in full swing when suddenly, the door was kicked open with a loud "bang," startling everyone inside.Eyes turned to the doorway in confusion. There stood a man in a white suit, his face illuminated by the flashing neon lights, his already dark expres

At eight o'clock the next morning, the sun stubbornly bathed the villa in its radiant light, making everything gleam brightly.Chloe stretched lazily, having slept soundly through the night. The warmth of the embrace that had held her earlier was long gone, and the sheets beside her were now cold. She stared blankly at the spot Lionel had slept in, clutching the blanket that still carried his distinct masculine scent. Not long ago, she had been uncomfortable being surrounded by his strong fragrance, but now, she had grown accustomed to it—maybe even liked it.Realizing she was inhaling Lionel's scent from the blanket, Chloe suddenly felt as if she'd been shocked. Her face turned red like a boiled shrimp, and she tossed the blanket aside, quickly jumping out of bed. Despite knowing the house was empty, she glanced around guiltily."Ahhh!" she groaned, exasperated, knocking herself on the head. "Chloe, what is wrong with you? Have you turned into a pervert?"No, this wasn't her. Lionel