The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

“It’s all because you stirred something in me. You wanted to be with me, and you demanded my love. So you can’t just toss me aside after I’ve fallen for you. You just can’t.”

He seemed to finally shatter the thick, solid walls that had confined and repressed him for the past three years, kissing her without reservation.

His long fingers threaded through her delicate ones, pressing them against the crown of her head, his heavy frame radiating a scorching heat through his shirt, searing her skin.

Her mind was a foggy mess, initially replaying his words clearly, but eventually they blurred into fragmented whispers—

“You can’t toss me aside after I’ve fallen for you.”

“No one loves you more than I do.”d2

No one loves you more than I do…

That phrase was like a curse, a stuck record in her mind, endlessly repeating.

No one loves you more than I do…

She didn’t understand; she already knew the facts.

Seth had a knack for touching her sensitive spots out of the blue, when she least expected it. Even though she was in a low mood, she would give him a great response because of her body’s instincts.

A gentle nibble on her earlobe made Cicely shudder abruptly, her strength draining away as if pulled by a magnet, leaving her limp and powerless.

She bit down on her lip, her breaths shallow and warm. She wanted to resist, but the man only held her tighter.

“Stop moving, honey. Can you be good for me… Please be good. Cicely, I want you.”

Her natural scent, as if seeping out from her smooth, pale skin, carried an innate, fatal allure.

“Are you out of your mind?” Cicely managed to speak, her voice raspy and seductively soft to her own annoyance.

“Mhm,” Seth murmured back, his voice muffled, “I want you.”

The doe was finally soothed, and the cheetah began to feast, dominating his prey.

At the moment of total possession, Cicely arched in pain. She couldn’t hold back her cry, “It hurts.”

“It’ll stop hurting soon, just a moment more.”

Seth’s voice was low, chaotic, filled with coaxing, luring her into submission, coaxing her to open herself for his convenience.

Especially when his voice grazed her ear, bewitching her, she was forever powerless against his tactics.

Cicely clenched her fists, Seth’s interlocking fingers pressing them beside her ear, his coaxing voice never ceasing. “No, let me go.”

Seth did not appreciate her refusal and turned to silence her with a kiss. What followed was his relentless claim and pursuit.

every sense, satisfying his desires and

…

for a moment, Cicely thought he might cling to her all night long as he had once before, but in the end, his head injury and the fever that made his temperature rise

hours of the morning, he was already in a daze, but still held tightly to Cicely,

for more than three years, was drained by this tossing

unsettlingly high. Even his breath on her head felt scorching. She lay quietly for a while, then finally reached out and

to sense her intent to push him away and pulled her closer into his embrace, burying his face in the crook of her neck, his lips grazing

remaining still for a long moment. Soon, his breathing by her ear became more even,

nightgown to slip on, glanced at the unresponsive man on the bed, pursed her lips, and walked into

table after watching Seth for a

the middle of the night, she wouldn’t mind dousing him with the

wrung it out, and began to wipe Seth down,

take a shower during a brief break. Seeing his furrowed brow slowly relax, she tossed the towel

any longer, she slipped under

*

would stay out there, even though it

What a pity.

servant, likely noticing her earlier action, added a comment as breakfast

had just picked up the fork, paused

came

servant blushed, “Last night, Mr. Diaz carried Miss

bite of her croissant, she chewed thoughtfully. It shouldn’t have happened; the man had a high fever, and he could barely stand. Even if he

eyebrow, a teasing smile on her lips. “Why’s your

the servant’s face turned even redder. “I… Mr.

“Cough cough.”

had thought that at most the young girl had imagined a

But this…

impatient that he started right in the

when the servant heard noise and came out, to her shock, she witnessed that intimate scene. Mr. Diaz was holding Miss Cicely, whispering affectionately, each word

Seth Lana remembered, like everyone else’s image of him, was noble and aloof, seemingly unsuited for such intimate affairs between men and women. But paradoxically, when such a cool and elegant man became involved in those matters,

…

slowly adjusting to the semi-familiar room that greeted him. He paused for a few seconds, the events of the previous night creeping back into his recollection. His heart skipped a beat when he turned

lay against the crook of his arm, her eyebrows soft

fine baby hairs

stirred, nuzzling closer

familiar warmth and scent of her body pressing against his own, a sense of belonging that had been absent for

her brow, her consciousness slowly stirring before her eyes fluttered open.

relaxed his grip and looked down

his gaze, and he responded with another kiss, this time on the tip of her

sleep and tinged with a coolness that seemed to

the night before. Even in a feverish state, he remembered his words.

night hadn’t

surely send him away, probably never wanting to see