The door swung open with a forceful slam against the wall, announcing the passionate entry of Chloe and her partner. They burst into the room, propelled by a magnetic pull they couldn't resist. Without wasting a moment, they crashed into each other's arms, their bodies entwined in a desperate embrace that spoke volumes of their fiery desire.Their lips collided in a hungry, feverish kiss, a blend of longing and pent-up yearning. Chloe's moans escaped her throat, muffled by the intensity of their connection. As their lips danced and tongues intertwined, their hands roamed freely, exploring each other's bodies with fervent urgency.Overwhelmed by the electrifying surge of desire, Chloe and Max stumbled backward, their movements fluid and instinctual. The plush couch welcomed their entangled forms, offering a sanctuary for their fiery passion. They sank onto its cushions, limbs tangled together, their bodies eager to merge and lose themselves in the depths of pleasure.Chloe clung onto M

The duo walked closely behind the police officer as he led them toward the ruins. Chloe firmly grasped Max's hand, gracefully maneuvering over the shattered debris strewn across the ground.James came to a halt and exerted his strength to push a sizable rock aside. Struggling with the effort, he spoke, "We're not entirely certain yet, but it appears there was an actual explosion here."Max couldn't shake the realization that if the explosion had been intentional, it must have been orchestrated by a formidable adversary. At that moment, as he gazed at the remnants of the explosive devices, his mind fixated on Kylian Kincaid.There could be no other person to hold responsible for such a vindictive act but Kylian. And Max was determined not to let him escape the consequences of his actions."We're currently in the process of interviewing the conscious workers, and we'll conduct a thorough investigation," James stated as if he could discern Max's thoughts.Chloe exhaled sharply, embracing

Chloe couldn't shake off the persistent thoughts about Max's peculiar behavior when he received that phone call. His sudden departure and evasiveness had triggered her deepest insecurities, reminding her of the painful betrayal she had endured in her past relationship. Despite her overwhelming love for Max, she knew she had to be cautious this time.Max sensed Chloe's unease, his eyes picking up on the seriousness etched across her face. Concerned, he reached out to her, his voice filled with genuine worry. "Are you alright? You've been awfully quiet."Chloe mechanically took a bite of her cheese bread, but her mind was far from focused on the flavors. Her thoughts consumed her, preventing her from finding solace in the present moment. "I'm fine. But who was on the phone, Max?"Max hesitated, realizing that Chloe didn't fully believe the explanation he had given. He understood her skepticism and the importance of her trust. "Oh, that was just the site engineer for the North project."

Emma trembled, her body quivering with anxiety."What?" she exclaimed, her voice filled with fear and confusion."He has lost consciousness," came the distressing news.Emma struggled to calm herself down. Kylian had lost consciousness. Wasn't she just in the room with him a few minutes ago?"You're still alive," she muttered, a mix of relief and frustration coursing through her.In a rush, Emma disconnected the call and thrust the phone into Calvin's hands. "Do something, Calvin! Take him to the hospital. Why did you come to me? Am I a doctor?"She let out a heavy sigh, contemplating how she would handle the news of Kylian's illness. How could she salvage the situation?Calvin hurriedly approached her, and Emma held her breath, fearing yet another distressing revelation.Had Kylian passed away? Was she destined to a life of loneliness?"Mrs. Kincaid," Calvin addressed her, extending her phone. It was then that she realized. She shook her head, unwilling to speak to Linda Kincaid. Lin

Chloe awoke with an insurmountable headache, her head throbbing against her skull as the memories of the previous night slowly seeped into her consciousness. She recalled sitting at a corner in the club, indulging in drinks without restraint.Her stomach churned, and she hurriedly made her way to the bathroom, afraid she might vomit. Even with an empty stomach, the migraine persisted, unyielding."I promised myself I'd never get this drunk, Chloe," she murmured, reproaching herself in the mirror. Her appearance was a complete disaster. Her hair was a tangled mess, and her mascara had smudged, creating dark smears around her eyes. She imagined what Linda Kincaid would say if she saw her in such a state, and a bitter laugh escaped her lips.From the day they met, Linda had always shown her love and support. But Linda had a talent for concealing her vulnerabilities, and it wasn't until her divorce from Kylian that Chloe truly understood that."Thank goodness you're finally awake," Ollie