Chapter 369 I Am the Gift
Late at night, Jonathan had just returned home from a social event when he received a call from Chloe.
"Mr. King, can you come out for a bit? I've returned to the country and brought you a gift." Her voice sounded confident and poised, a far cry from her usual shy demeanor.
Jonathan instinctively glanced at his watch and asked, "Where to?"
"Come to the room on the third floor of the Diamond Crest Clubhouse," she said.
Past 11 PM, and she wanted to give him a gift, asking him to come to a hotel suite to get it.
Even the dullest man would understand what this meant, let alone Jonathan, who was quite the charmer.
He hesitated for only a minute before smiling and saying, "Alright."
The door was ajar, and the room was warm and cozy.
Chloe was lounging lazily on the sofa in a red silk slip dress, drinking wine. A patch for muscle soreness covered the wound on her arm, conveniently hiding the word "King."
Hearing the door, she tried hard to steady her breathing, not wanting to appear too tense.
"Come in." She took a big gulp of wine to calm her nerves, then adjusted her posture to reveal her long legs.
Even though Jonathan had mentally prepared himself, he was still taken aback when he entered.
Chloe had a stunning and elegant face, beautiful yet always more dignified than seductive. Her clothing was usually conservative, and her personality was more reserved.
But today, she was lounging on the sofa, her face flushed with a wine-induced blush, looking at him with sultry eyes, exuding an alluring contrast and overflowing sexual tension.
"Where's my gift?" Jonathan walked to the sofa, looking down at her.
Chloe looked like a delicious morsel, tempting him to devour her whole. He recalled their first intimate encounter in the car, and his Adam's apple bobbed.
"Here it is." Chloe reached into the neckline of her slip dress and pulled out a navy blue tie, holding it up in front of Jonathan.
She brushed the tie across Jonathan's nose, carrying a faint scent that immediately aroused him.
"Chloe, do you know what you're doing?" He took a step closer, kneeling on one knee on the sofa, forcefully wedging his knee between her legs.
Chloe's eyes were moist as she looked at him, "We're both adults, Mr. King, don't you know?"
"You know, I can't fall in love with anyone again." Jonathan said, but as a normal man, he couldn't resist Chloe's allure and moved closer.
Saying directly that he couldn't love her seemed too harsh. Jonathan chose different words, but they still cut Chloe deeply.
"I don't want love, nor do I need you to be responsible. I just want physical pleasure." Chloe wrapped the tie around her left hand, then used her white teeth to help her right hand tie a bow.
Jonathan, half-kneeling between her legs, felt like he was watching a still from an erotic film, so aroused that he forgot to breathe.
"You're quite skilled now. Did your boyfriend teach you?" He stared at her intently.
"Sort of," Chloe replied vaguely. He had indeed misunderstood Oliver as her boyfriend, but she chose not to correct him, hoping Jonathan would let go of his psychological burden and be with her.
Her chest ached faintly, but she smiled seductively. She raised her left hand, tied with the bow. "I am the gift. Mr. King, are you ready to unwrap it?"
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