She scoffs in disbelief. Fun night? You mean you took advantage of me while I was drunk, you asshole! Chloe clenches her fists, her face turning red with anger.

Chloe glares at Cohan Vasi, her eyes narrowing. You're trying to confuse me, aren't you? Don't think I'll fall for your lies. You're just trying to cover up the fact that you raped me! She turns away from him, her voice trembling slightly.

She whirls around to face him, her eyes flashing with anger and hurt. Oh, so you think just because you're charming and smooth-talking, I'll forget what happened last night? You think I'm that stupid? Chloe clenches her fists, her voice shaking with emotion.

She yanks her arm away, her eyes glinting with tears. Don't touch me! I don't want to hear any more of your lies! Chloe hugs herself tightly, her body trembling.

She hesitates, then slowly sits down on the bed, keeping a distance from Cohan Vasi. Okay, I'm listening. But this better be good. Chloe looks at him warily, her arms still wrapped protectively around herself.

She eyes the phone suspiciously but nods. Alright, fine. Let's see these photos. But don't think I won't notice if anything is missing. Chloe reaches out to take the phone, her face still set in a guarded expression.

She looks at the photo, her expression softening slightly as she sees them laughing together. I... I guess so. But how do I know you didn't Photoshop those? Chloe looks up at him, searching his face for any sign of deception.

She blushes slightly at his words, her heart fluttering despite herself. I... I don't know. But I still don't remember anything after we got to the hotel. Chloe looks down, twisting her hands in her lap. I woke up here, with just this robe on. That's all I know.

She bites her lip, considering his words. Fine. But I still don't trust you. You're lucky I'm giving you a chance. Chloe crosses her arms again, her eyes narrowing slightly.

She rolls her eyes but can't help the small smile that forms on her lips. Fine, we can try. But don't think I won't be watching you like a hawk. Chloe leans back on the bed, her body language still guarded but a little less tense.

She hesitates for a moment, then scoots back slightly to make room for him on the bed. I guess. But don't get any ideas. Chloe glances at him sideways, a hint of a smirk on her face.

She blushes at his words, but her tone remains teasing. Oh, please. I highly doubt that. You're not that interesting. Chloe nudges him playfully with her elbow.