บททั้งหมดของ FOR DADDY’S EYES ONLY!: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

The days went by, but Chloe's mission simmered beneath, she had Thanked Richard for the role he played in her employment, he said he had overheard her explaining why she needed the job and had to do his little moves. Late one evening, after the dinner rush, Gordon called her to the walk-in cooler for a 'supply check.'The cold air hit her like a whisper, shelves lined with ingredients that held the restaurant's heart. 'I know you are new but these are our secrets,' he said, gesturing to jars of house-made extracts. His voice was lower here, intimate. 'Guard them.'She stepped closer, the space forcing proximity. 'I will, Mr. Overton. Your trust means a lot.''Gordon,' he corrected, his breath warm against the chill. 'And it's earned, not given.' Their eyes met, a spark flaring. Chloe's hidden desires stirred; this grumpy owner was cracking, just a little. But so was she, drawn to man beyond the rumors.As they emerged from the cooler, his hand brushed hers in way she wondered if it

Gordon's hand tightened at Chloe's waist, the gentle anchor turning possessive as he drew her flush against him.His eyes, dark and intense, searched hers for a heartbeat longer before he closed the distance, capturing her lips in a fierce kiss that stole her breath.It was hungry, demanding, his mouth moving against hers with a passion that ignited every nerve in her body.Chloe melted into it, her hands sliding up his chest to grip his shoulders, the fabric of his shirt bunching under her fingers.His hands roamed, one sliding up her back to tangle in her hair, tilting her head for deeper access, while the other traced the curve of her hip, pulling her closer until their bodies pressed together. She gasped into the kiss, the hardness of him evident against her thigh, sending a thrill through her core. 'God, Chloe,' he murmured against her lips, his voice rough with need. 'You have no idea what you're doing to me.'She shivered at his words, her body responding with a rush of heat.

“Seriously, Richard, a red dress? Isn’t that a bit… much?”“No, Chloe, it’s necessary,” Richard’s voice crackled cheerfully over the phone. “You are going on a dinner date with Gordon Overton darling. You need to looking stunning and be memorable. You need to be a beautiful statement of ‘I am the only thing you need in your life.’ Trust me on the red.”“But it’s just dinner! And we’ve only been… well, whatever this is, for two months. It started with him complimenting my looks, and now I’m going to his house. I’m already nervous enough.”“Exactly! Stop ovethinking. He’s invited you over. That’s a massive step. Wear the red. Send me a picture when you’re done. Now I have to organize the linen delivery for tomorrow’s banquet. Don’t ruin this, Chloe. You deserve this.”“I’ll wear the red. Thanks, Richard. See you tomorrow.”Chloe hung up, tossing the phone onto her bed. She pulled the simple, ruby-red dress over her head.It was elegant, and yes, attention-grabbing.She looked in the mir

In her dream later that night,Chloe's heart pounded as the door's slam echoed through the quiet apartment. She couldn't let it end like this—not with Gordon walking away, his trust shattered. Wiping her tears, she bolted to the door, flinging it open just in time to see his broad shoulders retreating down the hallway toward the elevator."Gordon, wait!" Her voice cracked, her feets tapping against the floor as she hurried after him.He paused, hands akimbo, but didn't turn. His back was firm, the line of his jaw visible even from behind. "Go back inside, Chloe. This is over."She reached him, breath coming in shaky bursts, her dress swirling around her legs. "Please, just listen. One more time. I swear on everything—my career, my heart—that I never spied. My uncle pressured me, yes, but I refused every step. Tonight was the first time he's spoken to me like that, and you heard it all."Gordon finally faced her, his eyes stormy, dark with hurt. The hallway light cast shadows over

Gordon's words hung in the air, most especially the way he said ‘mine’ like he meant it, to chloe, it sounded like a vow that wrapped around her like a warm embrace, but the heat between them hadn't fully dissipated as they both wanted more than what they had just had. His body, still pressed against hers, stirred with fresh intensity, the tenderness giving way to a deeper, more insistent desire. Chloe felt it in the way his hips shifted subtly, his arousal pressing against her thigh, reigniting the spark that had only just begun to fade. Her heart quickened, exhaustion and desire swirling within her as she met his gaze, seeing the raw need reflected there.'Tell me how it feels now,' Gordon growled, his voice low and commanding, lips brushing her ear as he rolled them slightly, positioning himself above her once more. 'Louder, deeper... fuck me harder.'Chloe's breath hitched, her body arching instinctively toward him, the ache from their previous union blending into a sweet anticipa