Rural Belle & Three Heirs

Chloe wanted to say no, but with Grant's intense desire, she just couldn't fight it.

The drug had already taken hold of Grant. He scooped Chloe up and carried her to the bedroom, kissing her the whole way.

Chloe was worried that with the alcohol and drugs, Grant might lose touch with reality. She gently reminded him, "Grant, do you know who I am?"

Grant, still kissing her, murmured, "Yeah, I know. You're my girl, my favorite girl."

With that, Grant laid Chloe down on the bed and kissed her again.

This time, Chloe didn't resist. Even though she'd kissed Grant many times before, this time she was more into it.

She wrapped her arms around Grant's neck, and he tore her clothes off. Their bodies intertwined like water snakes, tightly entangled.

When their bodies became one, Grant hovered over Chloe's ear and whispered, "I love you, Chloe."

A sharp sting pierced through her, drawing a gasp from her lips. As Grant moved, they surrendered to a primal rhythm, losing themselves in waves of raw desire.

He moved like a man possessed, relentless and insatiable, claiming her again and again. Chloe, trembling under his relentless rhythm, felt her strength unraveling each thrust leaving her breathless, each touch igniting flames she'd never known. By the time he finally stilled, she lay spent beneath him, her body trembling, her mind adrift in a haze of exhaustion and awe.

That night, Grant didn't return to the Martin family mansion. He and Chloe stayed in the hotel bed, and the sheets bore a crimson stain, a mark of their passionate night.

The next morning, Anissa noticed that Grant hadn't come home.

She asked Isidora. "Isidora. did Grant not come home last night?"

Isidora, feeling guilty, replied, "No, Mr. Martin drove off last night and didn't return."

"I saw you drive off after him. Where did he go?" Anissa pressed.

Isidora swallowed and thought for a moment before saying, "He went to a bar... then met Chloe. Around eleven, I saw him and Chloe go to a hotel... and get a room."

Isidora's words were hesitant, but as an adult, Anissa understood what she was implying.

Grant and Chloe had gone to a hotel together, and something unspeakable must have happened in that room.

To further provoke Anissa, Isidora added, "Anissa, Mr. Martin drank a lot last night. I saw Chloe helping him to the hotel."

This carried another implication: Chloe had seduced Grant, and he only went to the hotel because he was drunk.noveldrama

Anissa, already not fond of Chloe, now reached the peak of her dislike.

She slammed the table and said harshly, "How shameless can she be?"

Mia, who was serving breakfast, quickly spoke up for Chloe. "Mrs. Martin, please calm down. There might be a misunderstanding. Maybe Miss Davis was just taking care of Mr. Martin because he was drunk."

Anissa, hearing Mia's words, became even angrier. She snapped at Mia, "If Grant was drunk, she could have brought him home. What was the point of taking him to a hotel?"

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"This girl, young as she is, schemes like a seasoned player. Does she really think trapping Grantie with these cheap tricks will force him to marry her? Hmph. Pathetic. Of all the girls in the world, why did Father have to saddle Grantie with this scheming little viper?"

Mia shook her head. Since Anissa returned to Sovereign City, the Martin family had been in disarray.

Her inherent hostility towards Chloe had made the three brothers, who usually loved coming home, avoid it.

Moreover, Mia had overheard Anissa hinting to Isidora to use any means necessary to get close to Grant. Why was it different when it came to Chloe?

Chloe and Grant were in a normal relationship. Even if they had intimate moments, wasn't that normal?

As a servant, Mia couldn't understand why such a good person like Chloe couldn't win Anissa's favor.

In the morning, when Grant opened his eyes, the room was filled with the aroma of oatmeal.

He put on a robe and walked out of the bedroom, just in time to see Chloe, also in a matching robe, cooking oatmeal in the small kitchen.

Chloe's long hair was loose, cascading over her shoulders. Since it was just the two of them, she didn't have her usual fake mole on, and her clean, fresh face was slightly lowered.

She hummed a tune as she cooked, looking every bit like a young wife preparing breakfast for her husband.

Grant leaned against the doorframe, watching Chloe's busy figure from a distance.

A few minutes later, Chloe turned and saw Grant watching her. His gaze was intense, and Chloe's face turned red instantly.

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"You're awake?" she greeted him.

Grant nodded, "Yeah, I woke up to the smell of your oatmeal."

Chloe chided him, "You drank too much last night... I was worried you'd have a stomachache this morning, so I had some ingredients sent over."

"Just wait a bit, the oatmeal will be ready soon." Chloe turned back to the kitchen. Watching her, Grant walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

He buried his face into the crook of Chloe's neck, his large hands roaming shamelessly, attempting to sneak beneath the sash of her robe.

Even this early in the morning, Grant was already up to his usual antics, teasing her relentlessly.

She slapped his hand, trying to push him away. "Grant, stop it. Go wait outside, the oatmeal will be ready soon."

Grant, being stubborn, said, "No, I don't want to. I want to stay with you. Besides, with you here, who needs oatmeal?"

With that, he pulled Chloe into his arms and kissed her deeply.

Chloe tried to push him away, but he didn't budge. The difference in strength made it impossible for Chloe to resist. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been at his mercy last night.

Grant's kiss seemed endless. He clung to Chloe, ready for another round of morning passion.