Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 513 "Of course, | remember." Khloe's dark eyes lit up instantly. Every moment with Nick was etched into her memory, and their first meeting was unforgettable. Back then, she had assumed their marriage would be nothing more than a practical alliance-each taking what they needed Nick had claimed he wasn't interested in her inheritance, that everything was for the sake of family pressure. Now, thinking back, she realized he must have said that to put her at ease. Similarly, Nick had known all along that Khloe had no desire for the Hunt family fortune.

They had always kept their finances separate. He had even given her his secondary card, which she hardly ever used. "Tell me," Nick's deep voice softened, sending shivers through her bones. It was a voice that was both masculine and infinitely gentle, dangerously seductive in its warmth. "It wasn't just because your family wanted us to get married," she said. "You were interested in me and looking for an excuse to marry me, weren't you?" Khloe blurted out, half-joking, half-true. She ---- knew immediately that this sentence had struck a chord in Nick's heart.

Thinking back, she remembered the way he had looked at her- hesitant, restrained. No wonder she had felt so nervous at that first dinner. She had assumed it was his presence, his refinement, that overwhelmed her. Now, she realized he had been equally inexperienced in matters of the heart, careful and tentative, testing her gently. She even thought with a cheeky sense of satisfaction: anyone would be shy around someone they liked Nick acknowledged her playful tease with a nod, and before she could even speak again, he claimed her lips with urgency. The taste of him was sweet and intoxicating.

He lingered in several tender kisses before speaking again, finally giving her the answer she sought. "| said | needed a compliant wife, one who would cooperate in everything." Back then, she had misunderstood him. Now, Nick wanted to clarify, "What | meant was... when | want to do something for her, she listens and goes along willingly." Khloe looped her arms around his neck, barely able to speak ---- before he lifted her onto the bed. Their bodies reignited in warmth, desire fluttering beneath their skin.

She pressed herself against him, trying to hold him tighter, only to feel him steady her from beneath. Tilting her head, she returned his kiss. Every moment with Nick was exquisite. Tonight, however, he seemed less tireless than before; usually, he never seemed to stop. Before sleep, Khloe asked again, her voice soft. "Are you really okay? Nothing's wrong, right?" "We already agreed, remember? Just for reassurance," Nick murmured, not directly answering, She felt the urge to turn toward him, but he anticipated it, tightening his hold around her waist and pressing her even closer. "Nick...

hearing you say that worries me. Did the doctor say anything during your checkup today?" "Mm. The doctor just said to be a little careful." "I told you to take care of yourself..." Khloe began, only to be interrupted. "Don't worry. I'll be fine. | still need to stay with you, grow old with you," he said softly. ---- Khloe frowned, covering his hands with hers. "Tomorrow, I'll go with you for a full checkup. If anything's wrong, you'll tell me, won't you? We can handle it. Even if your body's weak, we'll take it slow and get you healthy again."