Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 151 Khloe usually headed straight for the shower as soon as she got home. But with Nick here tonight, she wanted to spend a little time with him first, so she asked if there was anything he felt like doing. Watching a movie, reading, or playing games~she was fine with any of it, as long as she could keep him company. Khloe had only been in one relationship before, and that had been a distant, school-age romance. In many ways, she was no different from a girl who had only just discovered love. Back then, Trey had been the one to pursue her.

Every date was planned by him, and most things revolved around his preferences. When they were still students, Trey loved watching competitions, so Khloe followed him from place to place to see matches. After graduation, their dates narrowed down to little more than shopping and meals. Trey devoted most of his energy to his career. He promised her that once his company went public, he would make it up to her with a honeymoon-then she could do whatever she wanted, go wherever she liked, all according to her wishes. ---- But Khloe had never really thought about any of that.

In love, she had grown used to giving quietly, to guarding and yielding, without ever truly considering what she herself wanted. "You don't have to force yourself to do anything for me," Nick said. "If you're tired, we rest. If you're in a bad mood, do something that makes you happy... And if you're willing, you can tell me what happened to you today. | really want to know." So when Nick said those words, Khloe was momentarily dazed. He could clearly see the exhaustion she was trying-and failing- to hide. She had come home late today.

He hadn't pressed her with questions, but he remembered her saying she'd run into something upsetting. "| want to take a shower first," Khloe said after hesitating, finally voicing her thoughts. "Then maybe we can finish the movie we didn't get to watch? Though | might not last till the end-I'm a bit tired today too... But | really want to talk with you." In the world of powerful families, Khloe understood all too well what a marriage of alliance meant. It was about pooling resources, joining forces, and supporting each other-but it had nothing to do with feelings.

---- She had originally seen Nick as nothing more than an excellent partner for cooperation. Yet as they spent time together, she found herself unknowingly growing fond of him, beginning to hope for more, and worrying that she might neglect his feelings "Okay." Nick answered gently, as if no matter what Khloe said, he would always nod and agree. Khloe used to think that Trey's indulgence was a form of tolerance. But only after being with Nick did she understand that true tolerance was a constant, quiet attentiveness-care and understanding woven into every moment.

He often noticed her needs even before she did. Afraid of making him wait too long, Khloe rushed into the living room after her shower, her hair not even fully dried. Nick had showered as well, moving quickly. He was already seated on the sofa, waiting for her. He hadn't brought any spare clothes with him and had asked Lenny to deliver some in a hurry, yet Khloe hadn't heard a thing the entire time. Nick was now dressed in a black silk pajama set. The neckline of the top hung loosely open, revealing his chest, still faintly ---- damp with moisture, half-hidden and half-exposed.

Thank goodness the lighting was dim-otherwise, Khloe was certain she wouldn't be able to hold herself together. He was devastatingly attractive even when fully dressed. Disheveled, he was pure, walking hormones. "Nick, what are you busy with?" Khloe crept closer and deliberately lowered her voice, whispering near his ear. Nick had been looking down at his phone, focused, as if handling work. When her voice reached him, his fingers trembled slightly, and he immediately turned off the screen. "Nothing," he replied without hesitation.

His voice was low, carrying a trace of chill that was hard to detect. "Did something urgent happen again?" Seeing the slight furrow in his brow, concern surfaced in Khloe's eyes. "No," Nick said. When he saw that she seemed ready to ask more, he casually pulled her into his arms. "What made you unhappy today?" he asked softly. "Tell me."