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Chapter eighty One.

Chloe's POV.A deep sigh escaped my lips as I walked out of the company building, exhausted and tired. It had been one of those endless days at work where the hours dragged and everything I touched seemed too heavy to lift. I just wanted to get home, curl into bed, and pretend like the weight on my chest didn’t exist.I stood at the edge of the curb, my eyes squinting against the setting sun, and my hand raised slightly to flag down a cab. Traffic inched along lazily, horns honking in the distance. I was mid sigh, debating whether to start walking toward the next block, when a familiar black Mercedes slowed in front of me.At first, I thought it was Hardin.My heart stalled. That luxurious car, that same sleek body… I braced myself, gripping the strap of my bag tighter, heat crawling up my neck like a flame threatening to burn through my resolve.But the driver’s window rolled down, and my stomach settled, only slightly.It wasn’t Hardin. It was Hayes.My boyfriend.He smiled at me..

Chapter eighty two.

Chloe's POV. There was something particularly cruel about waking up on your birthday only to feel more alone than ever. I’d always romanticized birthdays as a kid... cake in the morning, too many messages to count, laughter that made my cheeks hurt. But reality wasn’t so kind.The sun was already up and shining by the time I peeled myself off the sheets. I hadn’t showered. I hadn’t eaten. I hadn’t even replied to the handful of birthday texts that felt more like reminders of who wasn’t reaching out.No call from Hayes. No video message. No surprise flowers.Nothing.He was on a business trip, yes, and he’d texted me a short “Happy birthday, babe" at exactly 12:01 AM. But that was it. No warmth. No depth. No real effort.And maybe that was what stung the most.I was twenty four today. I thought I’d feel more… alive. But the only thing I felt was heavy. Like something inside me had been quietly deflating since morning.Lying on my side, I stared at the wall across my bedroom, watching

Chapter eighty three.

Chloe's POV.The warmth of Hardin’s palm on the small of my back sent a confusing jolt through me.. half thrill, half dread. It was my birthday. A day I thought I’d be spending alone, sulking beneath the weight of guilt and temptation. But there I was, stepping out into the night, led by the one man I shouldn’t even be entertaining thoughts about.Hardin.He looked sinfully handsome under the streetlight, dressed in a dew button up shirt that hugged his sculpted chest just enough to make me dizzy. His jaw was clean shaven, and his eyes… God, those eyes had the audacity to smolder.“Careful,” he said, as he helped me down the steps of my apartment. “Don’t trip. Though I wouldn’t mind catching you if you fall… or pinning you down, for that matter.”I rolled my eyes, trying to mask the way his words pooled heat between my thighs. “You’re incorrigible.”“And yet… you’re still here,” he whispered near my ear, his breath hot, fragrant with that minty cologne that made me want to melt into h

Chapter eighty four.

Chloe's POVI could feel my heart kicking hard against my chest as we pulled up in front of my apartment. I didn’t want the evening to end. I didn’t want to get out of the car. And I sure as hell didn’t want to go back to my quiet, lonely room and replay the entire date in my head like a lovesick fool.But there I was... seated quietly in Hardin’s car, the engine purring beneath us, matching the low hum of tension that had been rising between us all evening. He put off the engine, and for a moment, neither of us moved.His hand casually rested on the steering wheel, while his other arm draped over the leather. I could feel his gaze on me even though I kept my eyes forward.“I hope tonight made up for… you being alone earlier,” he said softly. His voice had a gravelly warmth to it that sent a ripple down my spine.I smiled, unable to stop the blush rising to my cheeks. “It did. You made my birthday... more special than I ever imagined.”“Good.” He leaned a little closer, the scent of h

Chapter eighty five.

Chloe's POV.It had been days since my birthday. Days since that stolen night filled with laughter, rich food, and butterflies I didn’t want to admit I felt.And I had done everything humanly possible to shut that door.I buried myself in work. Avoided answering messages from Hayes... guilt was a bitter anchor tied around my neck. And more than anything, I avoided any chance of bumping into Hardin. It wasn’t easy. Every time I passed a mirror, I saw that night in my eyes. Every quiet moment, I remembered the way he looked at me over dinner like I was more than just someone he flirted with. Like I was someone he felt. But tonight… tonight the universe decided it had enough of my games.I turned the corner to my street, sighing as the wind whipped my coat around my knees, I saw him... leaning casually against his car, arms crossed over his chest. Hardin.He didn’t move as I approached, just tilted his head and let those ocean deep eyes burn into mine.“Been avoiding me, angel,” he sai

Chapter eighty six.

Chloe's POV.His lips were on mine before my thoughts could even catch up.Everything that had been bottled up inside me.. the guilt, the longing, the confusion, the aching want, came undone the moment I crashed into him. I had ran into his arms like my body had decided long before my brain could. Hardin held me with such desperation, such ferocity, that I knew… he’d been waiting. Just like I had.And now? We couldn’t pretend anymore.His hands cupped my face, thumbs brushing against my cheeks like I was the most precious thing he’d ever held. His mouth moved hungrily against mine, a low groan escaping his throat as I kissed him back with everything in me.“God, Chloe…” he murmured against my lips, his breath hot. “You have no idea what you do to me.”I didn’t respond... not with words. I didn’t need to. My arms were already around his neck, my fingers tangled in his thick dark hair, tugging him closer as our mouths fought for dominance. It wasn’t just a kiss. It was an unraveling. A

Chapter eighty seven.

Chloe's POV."Are you okay?" Hardin asked softly as he broke the kiss and stared into my eyes. "Yeah" I muttered under my breath.I was super delighted to be finally getting what I have craved terribly for the past few weeks.He placed his hands on both sides of my head and kissed me gently.Shivers ran through my body as I felt his hand reach out for my boobs and cupped it softly, giving it a gentle squeeze. Then he slowly bent his head forward to my chest and skillfully took one of my nipples into his mouth."Hah!" I gasped lightly as I felt his tongue rolling on it.He added a little pressure and made it more intense, like a suckling baby feeding from his mother.He lifted his other hand to the other breast and fondled with it while he sucked from the other.I didn't even realize when I wrapped my hands around him, sending my fingers into his hair."Oh, Hardin!" I moaned, my eyes squeezed shut, as the tingling sensation drove me wild.He reached for the second breast sucking it h

Chapter eighty eight.

Chloe's POV. I woke up slowly, the warm sun filtering through my curtains. For a moment, everything felt like a dream. a very sinful, dangerously delicious dream. But then I felt them.Arms. Strong ones.Wrapped around my waist.Hardin.My heart skipped, fluttered, then practically leaped out of my chest.My entire body stiffened as the events of last night came rushing back like waves crashing against a trembling shore. His lips on mine. His hands all over my body. The way he said my name like it was a prayer and a curse all at once. The way he thrusted into me. The sounds I made. The way I begged for more. And how he gave… more.God.I was suddenly burning again.I didn’t move at first. I didn’t want to wake him. I needed a minute... or ten, to process what I’d done, what we’d done. What I willingly, achingly, desperately let happen.Slowly, I peeled myself from his grip and sat up, the sheet slipping off me slightly. I clutched it against my chest, though there was really no point

Chapter eighty nine

Chloe's POV.The moment we stepped into Hardin’s house, I felt an odd blend of comfort and bliss. Hardin didn’t say a word... he just looked at me with that devastating smirk and took my hand. His palm was warm, rough in the way that made you wonder what those hands could do, had done... and unfortunately for my already scrambled brain, I knew exactly what they were capable of.Oh fuck!“This way,” he said, guiding me past the living room and down a short hallway.We reached a door at the far end and he pushed it open. “Your room,” he said casually, as though he hadn’t just turned my world upside down over the past few days.My room.The phrase echoed in my mind like a chime bouncing through a canyon. It sounded domestic. Intimate. Real.I stepped inside slowly, blinking as I took it all in. It was beautiful... simple and elegant. A large bed with gray sheets, plush pillows, and thick curtains. It felt like a place someone could feel safe. Wanted.My heart squeezed.“Do you like it?”

Chapter ninety.

Chloe’s POV. The food smelled absolutely divine. I didn’t know what exactly Hardin had whipped up, but the aroma was warm and spicy, laced with scents that made my stomach flutter more with anticipation than hunger. He carried the plates with pride, grinning like he knew he was about to serve the best thing I could ever eat. "Careful," I said teasingly as he almost knocked a fork off the edge of the table, setting down one plate in front of me. "We wouldn’t want the presentation to be ruined, chef." Hardin smirked as he slid into the seat beside me... not across, no, he chose beside. Of course he did. “Oh, I don’t worry about presentation, sweetheart. I make sure the flavor leaves people speechless.” He winked and leaned his elbow on the table, watching me expectantly. “Taste it. Tell me I’m wrong.” I smiled as I picked up the fork and dug into the creamy pasta. The first bite had me humming instantly. “Mmm… okay, wow. You might be onto something.” His smirk stretched wider

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