Chapter 59

After a long shower, Chloe joined Max in bed with a purple taffeta nightie that perfectly outlined her nipples. She lay over Max, and after an eternal moment of passionate kissing, she fell to his side.

"Emma was the one who made the fake photos," she said.

Max frowned. "It doesn't absolve Kylian of his crime of cheating."

"No…no. That's not what I'm talking about. Kylian is equally as guilty as Emma is... but, with this discovery, a lot of things are falling into place."

Max admired the radiant aura emanating from her as she lay under the soft glow of the fluorescent light. He found himself captivated by her allure, appreciating the subtle curves of her body and the way her nipples temptingly invited him.

"It all makes sense," Chloe continued. "The arrest, the near-cancellation—everything makes sense."

Max stroked her nipple gently with his finger, hoping he could cast her mind off Kylian and focus on him.

Chloe's breath escaped in soft, gentle sighs as her thoughts began to wander,