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 contentment over

…

he had once before, but in the end, his head

a

body, which had been stationary for more than three years, was drained

his embrace was unsettlingly high. Even his breath on her head felt scorching. She lay quietly for a

him away and pulled her closer into his embrace, burying his

moment. Soon, his breathing

She got up from the bed, found a nightgown to slip on, glanced at the unresponsive man on the bed, pursed

a basin of water, placed it on the bedside table after watching Seth for a moment, and then took a long time

a hassle to change the sheets in the middle of the

began to wipe Seth down,

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

slipped under the

*

was surprised; she had thought he would stay out there, even though it was probably pointless, but waiting was always better than

What a pity.

likely noticing her earlier action, added a comment as breakfast was served. “Last night, Mr. Diaz came

up the fork, paused abruptly. She looked up, “Who let

came down last

“Last night, Mr. Diaz

silent. Taking a 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 could carry

the blushing servant, Lana raised an eyebrow, a teasing smile on her lips. “Why’s

by the question, the servant’s face turned even redder. “I… Mr. Diaz

“Cough cough.”

had thought that at most the young girl had imagined a steamy romance

But this…

he started right in the

the servant heard noise and came out, to her shock, she witnessed that intimate scene. Mr. Diaz was holding Miss

Lana remembered, like everyone else’s image of him, was noble and aloof, seemingly unsuited for such intimate affairs between men and women. But

…

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

beautiful face lay against the crook of his arm, her

fine baby hairs at

sleeping beauty stirred, nuzzling closer into his chest

feeling the familiar warmth and scent of her body pressing against his own, a sense of belonging that had been absent for far too long. He tightened his hold around her waist, his broad,

her brow, her consciousness slowly stirring before

Seth slightly relaxed his grip and looked down

he responded with another kiss, this time

still groggy from sleep and tinged with a coolness that seemed to suit her. “Aren’t you

state, he remembered his words. He’d be

hadn’t

him away, probably never wanting to see him again, possibly even destroying