Chapter 42

Chloe reclined on the bed, bathed and dressed in her silk dress that caressed her curves, accentuating every line of her body. Her breaths came slow and deep, the rhythm of her chest rising and falling in a seductive tempo. Little did she realize that her peaceful repose was about to be tormented by a demon.

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Jo slipped into the room like a prowling predator, his eyes devouring Chloe’s form with an intensity that ignited a fierce hunger within him. He approached, his pulse pounding in his ears with each step closer to her irresistible allure. He was waiting for this; she was his only peace, and he needed this after the days and nights he had; he could not wait to come back here; the mansion was quiet; everyone was asleep except the guards.

Standing beside the bed, Jo’s gaze roamed over Chloe’s slumbering figure, tracing the contours of her body with a searing desire. He longed to awaken her, to unleash the tempest of passion that simmered beneath the surface. Wi