The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Seth never explicitly agreed to be Cicely’s boyfriend, but he never stopped her from flitting around him either, always present, making it impossible for him to find peace.

July 27th marked a monumental day in Cicely’s life—her coming-of-age celebration.

The Creighton family went all out for Cicely, sparing no expense.

Cicely’s Mansion—a gift three years in the making—was a magnificent castle complete with fountains, gardens, a swimming pool, and a lavish lounge. Every detail, every amenity, was meticulously planned and executed.

The grand opening of Cicely’s Mansion coincided with her celebration, drawing P City’s elite, the offspring of the wealthy and powerful, and even a smattering of celebrities to its doors.

The opulent villa, alight with glittering chandeliers, left guests in awe.d2

“True to the rumors, P City’s princess really does have it all,” they whispered among themselves.

“The Ellis family spoils her rotten, with no end in sight.”

“Creighton adored his wife. It’s no wonder he dotes on her legacy, their daughter. His love for her is deep in his bones.”

“Some say she is all beauty and no brains. Can she really handle the Ellis empire?”

“They never expected her to. Haven’t they already found a successor?”

“To have a man like Seth—tall, handsome, charming, and capable—she’s living the dream.”

Envious glances followed Seth as he made his entrance. Dressed in a designer suit, his long, straight legs moved with a steady, rhythmic grace. His handsome features were composed, unaffected by the bustling crowd or their admiring stares. An air of cool detachment surrounded him, his aloofness well-known.

Only the young heiress Cicely could approach him so freely. Any other woman knew better than to compete with Cicely’s youthful beauty, her natural poise, and her brash, unapologetic demeanor. The battle was lost before it had even begun.

However, there were always those discontent with their lot, craving a challenge, always looking for an angle. To them, Seth’s allure and Cicely’s intimidation were merely a matter of weighing priorities.

Seth was essentially running Diaz International, and Creighton, to counter any doubts about Seth’s age and experience, stayed involved in important decisions. In truth, he was more of a figurehead, as Seth was the one truly calling the shots.

The gradual acceptance of Seth as the future helmsman of Diaz International couldn’t have happened without Creighton’s mentorship and support.

many matters Creighton entrusted solely to

prompting many to consider approaching him. He was aware of the

wave of admiration swept through the crowd as Cicely descended the grand staircase. Her attire was always clean and sharp, never adorned with excessive decorations or

to complement the dress—a low bun with a few strands curled perfectly around her cheeks, adding a touch of sophistication. It was the first time Seth

was palpable, an almost defiant vibrancy

his gaze darkening as if thick with lust, making even the

was flanked by staircases, with Creighton and Erik descending behind her. Before they could speak, Cicely rushed down

Cicely.” Creighton tried to call after her, but his voice was lost as she made a beeline for

knew she hadn’t changed one bit over the years. Erik frowned. “This

shared the sentiment. “It’s what

Seth’s arm, her laughter bright, while Seth maintained his usual stoic demeanor. With a disapproving hum, Erik scanned the grand hall and found himself slightly furrowing his brow. “Where’s Danielle? Even if their relationship is

crowd, feeling a bit helpless. “She wouldn’t do that; she’s

and the absence of any negative talk about their dynamic, one could easily mistake Danielle’s attitude as a

of person was Danielle? She just never

but next to Seth, she seemed like a petite

“Have you eaten tonight?”

settled on her face as she looked up at him, a hint of makeup on her

they bore no pretense. Perhaps they never

love she could hardly conceal seemed to have melded into her

rising, “So, this big shindig and no

on chowing down in

wasn’t one for feasting under the watchful

don’t we sneak off to the kitchen? I can have

of the

of the hour’s my

birthday? Weren’t they all just angling for their own gains? Who didn’t

But her movement was countered by a

be petulant. There are shareholders and partners here you

them? You