In her dream, Chloe felt a dog licking her face, its tongue leaving a sticky, uncomfortable sensation. It felt dirty and itchy. She waved her hand to shoo it away."Stop it... be a good dog and go to sleep..." The dog obediently stopped licking her face, and Chloe smiled, thinking how well-behaved it was.But soon after, the sticky sensation returned, this time on her neck. The dog was licking her neck now. She twisted and turned, but couldn't avoid it.The dog seemed heavy, pressing down on her, making it hard for her to breathe. Her eyelids felt heavy, and she just wanted to sleep. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake off the dog.Growing annoyed, Chloe mumbled a warning, "If you don't stop, I'll hit you!"She waved her fist, ready to strike.But this dog was relentless. Not only did it not fear her fist, it continued its assault, moving to her chest.Her chest?!Suddenly, all traces of sleep vanished. Chloe's eyes flew open, and she realized that her chest felt cold, an
Chloe's piercing scream woke everyone in the house, and in an instant, the villa was ablaze with lights.Grace, Mandy, and a group of servants rushed upstairs and burst through the door, only to be struck speechless by the scene before them.Lionel lay in a pool of blood, wearing nothing but his underwear, while Chloe, trembling like a ghost, cowered nearby.It took only a glance for anyone to understand what had happened."Master…" Grace's voice quivered."Master…" The maids echoed in shock, scrambling toward Lionel, trying to lift him back into the room. But his large frame was too heavy for them to manage.Grace, being the most experienced, quickly dialed Barton and the family doctor. Barton and the doctor arrived swiftly, and only then were they able to move Lionel back into his room.Everyone was so busy with Lionel that no one paid any attention to Chloe. She leaned against the wall, frozen in the same position for what felt like an eternity.Her gaze was vacant, unfocused. Stil
As dawn broke, the villa, which had been quiet for only a short while, stirred back to life. Servants bustled about, cooking, fetching medicine—everyone was focused on Lionel.Lionel woke up, wincing at the pain in his head as his hand instinctively reached for the bandages. The memories of the previous night flooded back, hazy but vivid.That damn woman dared to hit him!"Ugh—" Furious, Lionel attempted to get up, but his hand brushed against his wound, making him grimace in pain."Master!" one of the maids who had been watching over him gasped. "Please, don't move, you're injured!""Get out!" With a wave of his hand, Lionel knocked over the medicine bottle and water cup, which clattered to the floor with a loud crash.The two young maids trembled in fear, stumbling out of the room and quickly ran to find Grace."This is a disaster," Grace muttered, hurrying to call the family doctor. But Lionel, already on edge, wasn't letting anyone near him.Bang!Lionel slammed the door, locking
Beads of sweat kept rolling down Lionel's forehead. He got up again. If he didn't deal with this woman today, how would he ever have control in this household again?Clenching her teeth, Chloe pushed Lionel hard before his hand could reach her neck. With a loud thud, Lionel fell back onto the bed.His mind spun with dizziness. Lionel closed his eyes for a moment, waiting for the dizziness to pass. When he opened them again, they were filled with a murderous rage."Master!" Grace gasped in shock, stepping forward to intervene. Was Chloe trying to get herself killed, treating Lionel so roughly?Barton grabbed Grace's arm and shook his head. Grace bit her lip, not daring to go against Barton's orders.With a sharp rip, Chloe yanked off the blood-soaked bandage from Lionel's head without giving him a chance to catch his breath.In reality, it wasn't as brutal as it seemed. Chloe was mindful of the wound, but when the tape pulled on his hair, she didn't care. Losing a few strands wouldn't
In the dining room, Lionel narrowed his long, sharp eyes, making his expression unreadable. He picked up the bowl of noodles and started eating in large gulps.Lionel's body was in remarkable shape; by the next day, he had already recovered to normal. The only sign of his injury was the bandage on his head, which couldn't be removed yet. Barton had moved Lionel's work back home, and the two of them retreated to the study.Meanwhile, Chloe, still recovering from Lionel's aggressive kiss, had also gone hungry the entire night.She woke up starving, but upon hearing noises outside, she realized Lionel was working from home. Not wanting to run into him, she decided not to leave her room.The thought of his beastly face filled her with a cold dread. She muttered to herself that she should've just let him burn with fever yesterday.Lionel was unpredictable, like a ticking time bomb. Chloe didn't want to provoke him with a wrong look or action, fearing he might explode and disturb the peace
Chloe stood in front of the mirror, her eyes cast downward, revealing only her long, delicate lashes. Her jade-like face had a hint of alluring pink, and her rounded, upturned nose was a striking perfection. Her lips, though devoid of any lipstick, were still irresistibly rosy and moist.Suddenly, she glanced at the clock on the wall; it was the umpteenth time she had checked the time. The hands pointed to 9 PM. She curved her lips into a radiant smile at her reflection, looking as breathtaking as a goddess fallen to earth.Today was Valentine's Day, and like other couples, Chloe was also preparing to spend a romantic evening with her boyfriend, Amos.Thinking of Amos's warm and handsome face, Chloe couldn't help but smile, despite pressing her lips together.She checked the time again—9:05 PM. Chloe's delicate brows furrowed slightly.They had agreed yesterday, when they parted, to have dinner together tonight and plan the rest of the evening. However, Amos later sent a message sayin
Not far away, she saw the woman's black lace underwear intertwined suggestively with a pair of bright red boxers.She wouldn't be naïve enough to think this was some kind of strip show between a man and a woman.The clothes were strewn about so chaotically and intimately that just looking at them made her blush, further fueling her imagination of the intense passion that had erupted here.The sounds coming from inside the room were clear, as if to confirm her worst fears. Each moan, louder than the last, made it impossible for her to pretend she didn't understand."Amos, Amos... ah..." The woman's voice, laced with desire, called out sweetly.The response was a series of deep, heavy breaths.Chloe's face turned deathly pale. She bit her lip hard, her vision blurring as her trembling hands gripped the phone tightly.How absurd. She had been waiting for him since 5 PM, anxious and restless, not even drinking a sip of tea just to be ready for him.She struggled to move her feet forward,
A week laterBlues Bar, located on a somewhat secluded street, hadn't always done well in business, but ever since Chloe started working there, the place had become more popular by the day.Her music was like a spell, capable of calming people's anger, bringing them joy, and making them feel completely at ease.For an entire week, Chloe had been missing. The bar owner, Mag, had tried calling her so many times that her phone was nearly dead, but she still couldn't reach her.Customers were growing more restless, almost to the point of tearing the bar apart.Tonight, the bar was packed again, and with only five minutes left until showtime, there was still no sign of Chloe. Mag was starting to sweat with worry.Standing on her toes, Mag anxiously scanned the bar, and finally, she saw a figure dressed in white appear around the corner. She couldn't contain her excitement and shouted, "She's here! Chloe's here!"Instantly, the bar fell silent. As Chloe stepped inside, hundreds of pairs of