The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Seth ended the call, the screen displaying a mere 54 seconds of conversation. His phone lingered in his hand as his emotionless gaze stared at the digital numbers. His chiseled face held no warmth, and his narrow eyes seemed to gaze into an abyss.

A sense of vague disquiet settled over him.

He had felt her rage bubbling just beneath the surface, and noticed her restraint and the shadow of disappointment. Her final, resigned “I see” echoed in his mind, painting a vivid picture of her slumped over a desk, a mix of defiance and vulnerability etched into her posture.

With a slight shift in his eyes, Seth pocketed the phone and pushed through the library doors.

Kane, draped in a black cardigan, lounged on a chair, its four legs precariously balanced on two, his whole frame swinging to maintain equilibrium.

Noticing Seth’s stoic entrance, Kane propped himself up on the table, his expression brimming with curiosity. “When will she get here?” he asked, his voice tinged with mischief.d2

Seth glanced at him. “It’s not her.”

Kane paused, his eyes whirling with thoughts. “Ellis family’s little princess, huh?”

Seth remained silent.

Kane, knowing Seth’s temperament well, smirked. “You’re in for it now, caught the eye of that girl.”

He settled back, stroking his chin thoughtfully. “Surprising, though. She’s always so aloof, like no one’s good enough for her. Cold to everyone, hard to figure out. Then again, I never really got to know her, so who knows what she’s really like. But she is stunning. Ever wonder what she’d be like as a girlfriend? The type to get all cute and cuddly?”

Seth’s brows knitted together, his pen pausing mid-sentence, as Kane’s words stirred an unexplained irritation within him. “If you’re not here to study, then get lost.”

supposed to help you cram? You’re turning

slammed his pen down, his icy gaze fixed

surrender. “Alright, alright, my bad, okay? But considering your sudden mood, is

“Kane.”

warning in Seth’s voice was unmistakable. Kane nodded frantically, “Fine, fine, I’ll

he couldn’t help

book, and Kane immediately clammed up,

His attention, however, didn’t linger on Kane for long.

Seth’s icy stare, a flash of panic

unfamiliar, but just before withdrawing his gaze, Seth’s

Eighth-grade curriculum.

boy, who was now avoiding

“Who’s that?”

Seth’s gaze. “Oh, him? Joel Davis, the Davis family son. His great-grandfather made a fortune in construction materials. The

interest piqued, “Which

Harpers, the Ziems, the Ellises, the

—

other hand, sat upright, supporting his head with his hand beneath his jaw. His distinctively slender fingers pinched the corner of

Seth, watching him for a moment before softly saying,

nap, Kane nearly nosedived onto the table at the

fingers parted slightly, glancing up before his eyes shifted to the seat next to Kane. “If you

his book. Feeling a bit deflated,

beauty with a warm touch,” Kane chimed in,