Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love

Chapter 297

Chapter 297 Sure

Joseph’s brows furrowed deeply as he reached out and grasped Chloe’s chin, forcing her to look at him. “Don’t even think about it. I’ll tell Icarus about all these things and make him understand how you used to worship me.”

Chloe’s expression turned bitter. “Why bother? We’re already separated. Why do you still have to degrade me like this?”

“I enjoy it,” Joseph replied coldly.

“But I don’t!” Chloe protested.

Anger surged through Joseph’s heart as he leaned in and sealed her lips with his own. It was as if by silencing her, he would not have to hear the words he did not want to hear. For him to forget her in this lifetime was simply inconceivable.

Chloe widened her eyes and pushed against him forcefully. Unexpectedly, this time she managed to push him away. But before she could catch her breath, he lifted her up in his arms and headed toward the bedroom.

Chloe panicked and struggled to get down. “What are you doing?! Aren’t you afraid Xavia will find out?”

Joseph paused for a moment, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips. “You’re going to warm my bed. What else do you think is going to happen?”

Chloe’s face flushed with shame as she clenched her lips tightly, remaining silent.

Joseph mercilessly threw her onto the bed and stared at her intensely. “I’m sure you don’t need me to tell you how to warm my bed, right?”

Chloe shook her head and took a deep breath. “Can we turn off the lights?”

Joseph raised an eyebrow and reached for the switch on the wall. In an instant, the room plunged into darkness. Chloe endured the cold blasts from the air conditioning as she undressed, silently cursing in her mind.

‘D*mn it, he truly is a businessman. We had been together at one point, so what’s wrong with helping each other out? Why must he ask for compensation? He’s so petty!’

With her final article of clothing removed, she quickly slipped into the warm embrace of the blanket. As she settled down, an enigmatic and unfamiliar fragrance danced its way to her senses, permeating her nostrils. It was a scent that belonged exclusively to Joseph.

Before she could fully warm up, Joseph also lay down, his hands circling her slender waist and drawing her closer to him. As his fingertips touched her smooth and delicate skin, he could not help but inhale sharply. Even someone as self-disciplined as him was on the verge of losing control in the face of her current appearance, not to mention Icarus and the others.

The thought of other men possessing her in the future filled Joseph with uncontrollable rage.

Chloe’s shame overwhelmed her, and she suddenly twisted her body, trying to escape.

“If you don’t want anything to happen tonight other than warming the bed, then it’s best your don’t move.” Joseph’s warm breath brushed against her ear. His magnetic voice was husky, giving away his struggle to restrain himself.

Chloe froze, the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end. She felt helpless and on the verge of tears as she said, “Okay, okay… I won’t move…”

“Good girl.”

True to his word, Joseph did not make any further advances.

That night, Chloe could not sleep.

Uncertain whether the man beside her was asleep or not, Chloe hesitated for a moment, attempting to free herself from his grasp. However, her slightest shift triggered Joseph’s hand. to land upon her curved and perched buttocks, producing a crisp and melodious sound that echoed through the silent room.

“What are you trying to do besides sleep?” he asked.

Chloe suppressed the urge to strike back and clenched her teeth. “I can’t sleep!” Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“Just close your eyes and force yourself to sleep,” he suggested.

“Can you please stop spanking me in the future?” Chloe asked. Once the words left her mouth, she immediately wished she could take them back.

Where did she find the audacity to speak of a future between them?

“No,” Joseph replied without hesitation, lacking any signs of drowsiness. “If you behave and obey, there won’t be any need for that.”

“No. Why should I listen to you? Am I your mistress or something?” Chloe retorted.

Joseph chuckled. “Sure. We can discuss terms if you like.”