Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

After finishing his sentence, he was already standing in front of Chloe. He naturally wrapped his arms around her slender waist.

Although Chloe didn't push him away, she turned her face slightly. "I have a few questions," she said.

"Go ahead," he replied.

"Why did you disguise your identity?"

Connor looked into Chloe's eyes, his expression calm. "Seems like you never really asked about it."

Chloe pursed her red lips. It was true-over the past three years, she had never cared to ask or be curious about him. Even though they often shared a bed, she knew nothing about his daily life.

"You knew from the start that Lucas and I weren't actually married?"

Connor casually played with a strand of Chloe's long hair. "I'm not interested in other men's wives."

"When did you find out?"

"That night at the Diamond Club. You were drunk and rambled on all night. It was impossible not to hear." Chloe was a bit surprised. "Nothing happened between us that night?"

Connor shook his head. "Nothing happened. You just ended up ranting until you fell asleep leaning on me."

Chloe was utterly exasperated. "Why didn't you tell me nothing happened that day?" she asked, a bit angry for reasons she couldn't quite pinpoint. Connor smiled. "Would you have kept me around otherwise?"

Indeed, for her, keeping Connor was decided with a kind of resigned attitude. It was like since something had happened between them, she might as well go all in. Chloe felt like she had been played.

"You, Mr. Connor of the Eldridge Elites, have such an odd hobby?" she asked. "Do you actually enjoy being someone's trophy boy?" Connor's grip on her waist tightened slightly. "Who doesn't have a little hobby?"All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Of course, she wouldn't know about that night at the Diamond Club, he had recognized her at a glance. Yet, to this day, she still hadn't recognized him.

Chloe rolled her eyes, but with her naturally seductive gaze, it looked more like a tease. "Are you done asking questions? If so, can we start now?"

He leaned in to kiss her lips. Chloe's finger pressed against his lips, stopping him. "Times have changed, and your identity is different now Since we've chosen to be together again, we need to set some ground rufes."

He caught Chloe's hand and kissed it lightly, showing a patient demeanor. "Ground rules?"

"First, we only talk about romance, not emotions. Don't fall in love with each other."

"Second, respect each other's privacy and personal space. The second floor is yours, and the third floor is mine."

"Third, during our time together,

neither of us can have another partner have no intention of

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sharing a man. If you find a better

option, let me know in advance, and I'll leave."

He nodded in agreement. "I'm not in the habit of sharing my partners either. Deal."

Chloe's hand caressed his stunningly handsome face, her eyes shimmering. "If you have any requests, feel free to make them."

Connor leaned closer to her rosy lips, his voice now tinged with desire. "I have only one request: I decide when this ends."

Chloe smiled. This man was quite possessive. It seemed he was still stuck on the last time she initiated the breakup, wounding his pride.

Chloe's arms encircled his neck. "As long as you abide by the rules of the game, you have the final say. But if you break any of them, our

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relationship ends immediately."

His eyes darkened, his handsome face serious, as if pondering. But the next second, a flurry of kisses rained down on her. He had agreed.