Chapter 908: One Less Kiss Each Time

Chloe took his hand, guiding him up and leading him toward the study.

The moment Walker stepped into the elevator, he let go of her hand. "I know the way from here," he said mildly.

Chloe gave a soft murmur of acknowledgment and said no more.

The ride from the first to the second floor took only a few seconds. As the doors slid open, his voice broke the silence once more. "I stayed with Grandma for nearly two weeks, and she was so happy. If you have some free time in the future, you should visit her more. She’s always talking about you."

"I will," Chloe said. If she managed to survive this, she would naturally spend time with Grandma and do whatever she pleased. But that all depended on her staying alive.

Walker was indeed familiar with the rest of the route. He walked slowly, but with the certainty of someone who had paced this exact path a thousand times before. He soon reached the study and felt around to open the door.

Following closely behind him, Chloe watched his cautious movements. A sudden, sharp pang pierced her chest, draining the color from her face. She quickly averted her eyes, her fingers curling tightly into the hem of her shirt. She told herself that since she had already made her decision, there was no turning back.

Walker stood by the entrance, one hand resting on the doorknob. When he didn’t hear her footsteps following him inside, he frowned. "Aren’t you coming in?"

Chloe took a deep breath. "I’m coming." Pushing down her emotions, she stepped into the study.

The moment she crossed the threshold, Walker pushed the door shut behind them. With a soft CLICK, the latch engaged. For some inexplicable reason, Chloe’s heart gave a violent jolt.

A split second later, large hands gripped her shoulders. She was shoved forcefully against the heavy wooden door. Scalding breath washed over her as frantic, desperate kisses rained down on her face. He fumbled blindly for a moment before finally capturing her lips, sealing them in a deep, punishing kiss!

Chloe was entirely caught off guard by the sudden assault. It wasn’t until a sharp sting flared on her lower lip that she snapped back to her senses. She let out a soft hiss of pain and shoved at his chest.

But his strength was overwhelming. He pinned her flush against the door, trapping her completely. The sensation was terrifyingly similar to when that mysterious figure had attacked her by the woods last night. Her mind went blank, buzzing with white noise as she froze, forgetting how to react.

Walker’s kiss was deep and demanding. He plundered her mouth with such force that her tongue went numb and her knees began to buckle. As their breathing grew increasingly ragged, he finally broke the kiss. His scorching exhales tangled with her own frantic pants, the two of them suspended in an intimate haze, as if they were still passionately in love and doing everything they could to share their very breath.

Chloe closed her eyes for a brief moment before speaking. "What is the meaning of this?"

Walker kept her pinned. He turned his head, burying his face in the crook of her neck. "I’m kissing you," his raspy voice vibrated against her collarbone. "After all, our time is running out. Every kiss is one less we’ll ever share. Shouldn’t I seize the opportunity?"

Chloe fell silent. She tried to shove him away, but he swiftly caught both her wrists.

"Don’t be such a hypocrite, Chloe," he murmured, a hint of accusation bleeding into his tone. "You get to sleep with me whenever you want, so what gives you the right to stop me from kissing you?"

His grievance was enough to freeze her struggles.

The study was brightly lit. Trapped between the unforgiving wood of the door and the solid, burning heat of his chest, her breathing gradually began to steady. Her gaze drifted over his shoulder, landing on the desk across the room.

The divorce agreement sat right there, waiting for them.

The heavy, tension-thickened air slowly dissipated, and the frantic pounding of their hearts seemed to settle in unison. It was as if they both knew exactly what had to come next.

Walker finally released her, though his movements were agonizingly slow. Sometime during the frantic kiss, his dark glasses had been knocked to the floor. Without them, the deep-set, striking contours of his eyes were fully exposed. His dark gaze was an endless abyss, and the moment their eyes met, Chloe was stunned into stillness.