Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover



It all started when she leaned in to kiss him-no denying that. But as things heated up, he took the reins completely. She found herself being folded and flipped over by him, again and again. The sheer variety was mind-blowing.

When Chloe woke up the next morning, she felt more exhausted than if she had spent a whole day and night chopping wood. And now, he had the nerve to play the victim. The audacity!

"How could I resist when you were on top of me? Could I have resisted? If I had, wouldn't that have hurt your ego?"

Chloe was so angry she nearly spat out her frustration. She shoved him away. "Get lost!"

Connor wouldn't leave her alone. He was there when she had breakfast, followed her when she went to chop wood, and even tagged along when she went fishing in the sea. Always by her side, like a ghost that wouldn't go away.

Finally, Chloe had had enough. "What do you want me to do about it?" she asked, exasperated.

Connor's face lit up. "Marry me!"

Then he realized something and quickly corrected himself. "I mean, I'll marry you!"

That still didn't seem right. "I don't care. We're getting married either way, and we're going to sleep together every night."

Chloe couldn't help but laugh at his clumsy sincerity. The 6'1" Connor was tugging at her arm, trying to look cute. "Please, just say yes. I'm already yours; you have to take care of me."

Chloe looked up and rolled her eyes. Oh Lord, what have I done to deserve this?

Still, she wrapped her arm around Connor's waist. "Alright, alright, no more whining. I can't take it."

Connor suddenly stood up straight, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Really? You agree? You accept my proposal?"

Chloe kept a straight face. “It's more like a shotgun wedding!"

Connor didn't care about the details. He was too happy. He scooped Chloe up in his arms and spun her around wildly on the beach. His joyous laughter echoed across the shore.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Held in his arms, Chloe felt the world spin, everything else fading away, leaving only the whistling wind in her ears. Looking down, she saw Connor's smiling face again.

Chloe was happy too. After several

brushes with death, she had come to understand her own heart. In those few seconds yesterday

Connor had stopped

Chloe felt the world darken, all color draining from everything around her. She would have willingly left this world with him.

It was in that moment Chloe realized she loved him far more than she thought. The ecstatic joy of getting him back made her cherish every moment they had together even more She didn't want Connor to face someone as crazy as Claire alone in the future. She wanted to stand by him, win or lose.

They might as well be together.

Both laughed together, their laughter mingling in the air. Eventually, they collapsed onto the beach. The soft sand was like a huge, plush bed, their bodies sinking into it as if lying on cotton.

Connor cradled Chloe's face, looking into her eyes. His eyes sparkled with excitement, an uncontrollable joy. He seemed happier than he had ever been. "Thank you, thank you for agreeing to marry me."

Chloe smiled, the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye like a fluttering butterfly. "You're welcome, my Trophy Boy."

The setting sun shimmered over

miles of silver sand. Palm trees and

their shadows swayed, clear water and magical sands glimmered. And the silhouette of two people kissing, like a beautiful painting, was frozen in the live stream of ny million viewers...