Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover novel Chapter 362

Chloe pushed against his chest, sending him stumbling. They kissed their way from the balcony to the bedroom, her fingers deftly unbuttoning Connor’s shirt. Each touch felt like it set his skin on fire.

Ever since their breakup, Connor had been bottling up his desires, and now he was finding it hard to resist her teasing. His body temperature skyrocketed, feeling like a branding iron. He was just about to pull Chloe into a fierce embrace and press her down onto the bed when, suddenly, she shoved him hard. He stumbled straight into the bathroom.

As the door slammed shut, he heard Chloe’s cool, detached voice, "Get in there!” Connor was left bewildered, trying to process what had just happened. The bathroom door was already locked from the outside.

“Chloe, are you trying to kill me?” he shouted, his voice a mix of anger and frustration.

“Take a cold shower; you won't die,” she replied nonchalantly. Then, she cracked the door open just enough to add, “If that doesn't do it, handle it yourself!” Before he could respond, she closed and locked the door again.

Connor saw Chloe’s head peek in for a brief moment before disappearing. He punched the wall in frustration. Damn it! He knew her sudden change in behavior was a setup, but he hadn't expected her to be so ruthless.

Looking down at himself, he sighed in exasperation at his own boner. His fingers clenched into fists as he took a few deep breaths to calm down. Eventually, he gave in, moving to the shower to turn on the cold water...

After unlocking the door, Chloe strutted out confidently. The old butler had arranged for someone to take her to the island's bar. Nestled halfway up a hill, the bar had a circular design, surrounded by lush greenery. Its lights shone through, making it look like a giant pearl embedded in the mountainside.

Chloe entered without any trouble and was immediately struck by the size of the place. It wasn’t just a bar; it was a high-end club offering dining and entertainment, reminiscent of the Blossom club back in Eldridge City. However, unlike Blossom, there were no customers here, just a plethora of staff.

Just as the old butler had said, all the servers were young, handsome men. They were constantly smiling, a sight that was easy on the eyes. Chloe realized she hadn’t eaten much that evening and was quite hungry. She was about to find a booth to order some late-night snacks when she turned around and spotted two familiar faces.