Rural Belle & Three Heirs

Grant's words made Chloe instantly tense up. She reached up to touch her face, and when her fingers came away with the fake mole, she freaked out.

Grant noticed her panic. With a light smile, he said, "Chloe, your mole fell off."

Chloe felt like she was losing it. Grant always knew how to push her buttons.

Chloe kept one hand on the steering wheel while trying to pick up the fallen mole with the other. Unfortunately, as the car was moving, she didn't dare to take her eyes off the road.

Grant picked up on her awkwardness. He reached over, his arm brushing against her chest, and casually picked up the fake mole that had fallen from her face.

Chloe felt like a kid caught by the teacher for not doing her homework. She was super

nervous.

She had gone out of her way to make herself look unattractive, hoping the Martin brothers would lose interest and she could dodge the arranged marriage. Now, had Grant figured out her secret?

Seeing Chloe's nervousness, Grant remained unfazed. He carefully toyed with the mole in his hand, seemingly aware that it was fake. With a calm and slightly playful tone, he asked. "Chloe, this thing is pretty cool. Never seen one like it. Wanna tell me how you stuck it on?"

Hearing Grant's question, Chloe felt like she was going nuts. She drove on, panicking, not sure how to answer him.

Grant kept pressing, "You put this on to make yourself look ugly. Guessing you don't wanna marry into the Martin Family, huh?"

Chloe stayed silent. She really didn't want to marry, but she couldn't say that out loud. Grant, being a seasoned businessman, had seen all sorts of tricks. He knew exactly what Chloe was up to. Seeing she still wasn't answering, Grant leaned in closer, his face almost touching hers. He looked at her with those sharp, captivating eyes and asked, "Chloe, be real with me. Do you think the Martin men aren't good enough for you, so you tried to sabotage the marriage with this disguise?"

Grant's questions made Chloe's heart race. Just then, she spotted a parking spot on the side of the road. She quickly turned the wheel and parked, then turned to face Grant, who was way too close for comfort.

Chloe had no idea how to respond. He started stammering, clearly nervous and unsure of what to say.

Unfortunately, Grant had no intention of letting Chloe off at that moment. Taking advantage of his slight intoxication, he extended his hand and grabbed Chloe's hand that was resting on the steering wheel.

As his warm hand touched Chloe's skin, her heart started to race. Never having been in a relationship before, she found herself flustered by Grant's flirtations. Her face turned as red as a ripe apple, and her heart was beating rapidly.

Seeing her reaction, Grant kept teasing. "Chloe, you don't need to do this. The Martin men are actually pretty great. Why not give us a chance?"

Grant stared at Chloe, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

Chloe stammered, unable to get any words out. She tried to put some space between them and said, "Grant, you've had too much to drink, I..."

Before she could finish, Grant's strong body leaned over the center console, half- pressing against her. His wine-tainted lips brushed against hers, sending a jolt through her body.

Having never been this close to a man, she didn't understand why her body reacted this way to Grant.

Grant continued to whisper in her ear. He murmured, "Chloe, I might have had a bit to drink, but I'm very clear-headed. I want... to kiss you."

With that, Grant kissed her lips without waiting for her response.

When their lips met, Chloe's mind went blank. The warmth of Grant's breath filled her mouth, and for a moment, she was frozen, unsure of how to respond. Grant, however, seemed undeterred by her hesitation. Under his skilled ministrations, Chloe began to feel an unfamiliar heat building within her.

She tentatively kissed him back, her hesitant movements quickly picked up by Grant. His gentle kiss transformed into a storm, overwhelming her senses. Her initial confusion melted away, replaced by a raw, burgeoning desire.

As they kissed passionately, Grant's hand, seemingly of its own accord, found its way to her lower abdomen. Through the thin fabric of her clothes, she could feel the heat of his touch and his growing intentions. Having never experienced such intimacy, Chloe didn't know how to handle Grant's bold advances.

Grant was a man who knew how to take control. Faced with someone as innocent as Chloe, he had plenty of ways to conquer her.

Just as the temperature inside the car continued to rise and Grant's hand was about to take the next step, several black cars suddenly rushed towards them from the nearby traffic light. Within minutes, several men with sticks rudely knocked on their car door. Chloe and Grant were startled out of their passionate moment. Chloe's face turned red, not knowing how to face Grant. When she calmed down and looked outside, she saw that the men with sticks had surrounded their car.

Instantly, Chloe rolled her eyes. Grant's face was filled with anger too. Clearly, these people had rudely interrupted his moment, and he was very displeased. He got out of the car, one hand in his pocket, and walked to the other side of the car.

Chloe wanted to open the car door and get out, but Grant leaned against her car door, keeping her inside. He mouthed to her through the window, "Stay in the car, I'll handle this."

Sitting in the car, Chloe felt touched.

Just as she was wondering what these people wanted, she saw Hugh, the man she had hit on the head earlier, angrily approaching with the help of a bodyguard.

He pointed at Chloe's car and ordered the men with sticks, "It was that ugly girl in the

car who attacked me. You guys, get her! First, drag her out of the car, then rape and kill her."