The Billionaire's Sweet Trap

No one knew that last night Chloe Baker slept with the man countless women fantasized about.

New East Group controlled the global economy, and Donovan Blake was the epitome of power in Maple Valley.

With just a word, he could make or break lives.

And now, this distinguished and powerful Donovan was lying next to Chloe, his broad chest within reach, his god-like handsome face visible with just a glance.

Thinking about the wild and passionate night, Chloe's breath quickened, and her cheeks burned.

Yesterday was New East Group's team-building event, and unusually, Donovan, the CEO, attended.

As an intern, Chloe wasn't qualified to sit at the same table as Donovan. After a brief speech surrounded by a crowd of executives, Donovan went to a private room, while the regular employees drank and had fun on their own.

After the event, she returned to a hotel room. She remembered walking into a dimly lit, hot room.

As soon as she opened the door, she was tightly embraced by a hot, broad body.

The scent of male pheromones mixed with alcohol on her neck made her heart tremble.

Maybe she was drunk, so she didn't resist. She let the man kiss her, his tongue dancing with hers, the strong taste of alcohol intoxicating her.

His large hand slipped into her clothes, easily unhooking her bra, covering her full breasts, kneading and teasing.

She couldn't help but moan, her legs wrapping around his strong waist, hearing his low, husky laughter.

Before she could react, his warm fingers slid from her breasts to her inner thighs, exploring places no one had ever touched.

Feeling his fingers enter, she panicked and grabbed his hand, but he slyly removed her pants, his large, solid body pressing down.

His hot erection was poised between her legs, ready to go.

It was then that she saw his face clearly.

He was none other than the company's big boss, Donovan Blake!

Chloe instantly woke up, struggling to push him away, but Donovan frowned in displeasure, giving her no chance to refuse, his desire suddenly penetrating her body.

What followed was a night of wild passion, like floating and sinking on the sea. Donovan held her tightly, calling out a name in the heat of the moment, kissing her forcefully, not allowing any escape.

She didn't catch the name, and Donovan soon pulled her back into a frenzy.

The passion lasted almost all night. Chloe's first experience of sex was so wild and intense that she passed out, waking up with sore legs, feeling like she'd been run over by a truck.

She glanced at the still-sleeping Donovan, his usually sharp features softened, making her heart skip a beat.

To avoid awkwardness, she quickly picked up her scattered clothes, dressed, and quietly left the room, sneaking up to the rooftop.

The view was great from there.

Chloe waited until everyone had left before slowly boarding the bus.

As the CEO, Donovan wouldn't be riding the bus with the employees, so she wouldn't run into him.

Chloe stared at her blurred reflection in the window, the dark red marks on her collarbone standing out.

Donovan's warmth seemed to still linger on her skin.

Chloe clutched her collar, shrinking into the last row of the bus, the air conditioning chilling her neck.

Her colleague Sofia Green approached, with the smelling of jasmine perfume, looking at her curiously. "Chloe, where's your ID badge?"

Sofia leaned closer, intrigued.

Chloe froze and realized that her badge was left with Donovan.

"Maybe it fell..." She started to say, but the perfume made her cough, her eyes watering.

Colleagues in the front turned to look, and Sofia grabbed a brochure, fanning the air. "The new materials have a strong ink smell."

As the bus turned, Chloe saw Sofia suddenly lean in, her eyes widening, her fingers brushing Chloe's neck. "The mosquitoes here are vicious, bit you up like this?"

Blood rushed to Chloe's ears, and she hurriedly pulled up her sweater collar.

Sofia, like a magician, pulled out a compact, pressing the cool powder puff to Chloe's hot skin. "Use a concealer half a shade darker than your skin. All the new interns learn this trick from me."

The bus TV was playing financial news, Donovan's profile briefly appearing on the screen.

Chloe's nails dug into her palm, the memories of last night under him, whimpering, coming back vividly.

He had rubbed her waist, biting her earlobe, telling her to "relax," but it seemed he wasn't saying her name.

"Page three of the intern handbook," Sofia suddenly whispered, "Have you memorized the office romance policy?"

Chloe's hand trembled, but Sofia raised an eyebrow, showing her phone. "Admin department message, the CEO is urgently flying abroad."

So her badge was out of reach?

The process to replace it in a big company was complicated. She returned to her desk, feeling anxious.

Suddenly, someone boarded the bus, and the atmosphere instantly quieted.

Chloe felt puzzled, slowly looking up to see Donovan's stern face.

He walked up to her expressionlessly, his lips parting, his voice low and cold. "Chloe, your ID badge."

Colleagues around them whispered curiously.

Sofia had already sensed something, and now Donovan was openly returning the badge. What was his intention?

Chloe's cheeks burned. She forced herself to stay calm, taking the badge and quietly saying, "Thank you, Mr. Blake. I must have dropped it during the team-building event."

Donovan's gaze was deep and complex. He looked at Chloe intently, his eyes warning her, 'Don't let anything slip about last night.'

Chloe's heart sank. She understood his message.

"Alright," Donovan replied indifferently, turning to leave.

The murmurs around her grew louder, but Chloe acted as if she heard nothing, clutching her badge.

For the next half month, Chloe didn't see Donovan again.

She lived in torment, worried about her internship turning into a full-time job. She desperately needed this job. Her mother was still in the hospital, and the medical bills weighed heavily on her.

At the same time, she couldn't stop thinking about that chaotic night, her lost virginity, Donovan's body, and his scorching breath.

She forced herself not to think about him, but his image kept appearing in her mind, refusing to fade.

One day, Chloe was busy in the finance department as usual.

Suddenly, the internal phone rang. It was the CEO's secretary. "Chloe, Mr. Blake wants you in his office now."