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.

was in his hands, and he manipulated every sense,

…

cling to her all night long as he had once before, but in the end, his

in a daze,

had been stationary for more than three years, was drained by this tossing and

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

closer into his embrace, burying his face in

closed her eyes, remaining still for a long moment. Soon, his breathing by her ear

up from the bed, found a nightgown to slip on,

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

weren’t such a hassle to change the sheets in the middle of the

began to wipe Seth down, her face taut with

she managed to take a shower during a brief break. Seeing his furrowed

any longer, she slipped under the covers and drifted

*

he would stay out there, even though it was probably pointless, but waiting was always better than giving

What a pity.

and went to have breakfast. The servant, likely noticing her earlier action, added a comment

picked up the fork, paused

she came down

night, Mr. Diaz

high fever, and he could barely stand. Even if he could carry

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

redder. “I… Mr. Diaz was kissing Miss Cicely in the living

“Cough cough.”

most the young girl had imagined a

But this…

he started right in the living

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

men and women. But paradoxically, when such a cool and elegant man became

…

few seconds, the events of the previous night creeping back into his recollection. His heart skipped a beat when he turned

face lay against the crook of his arm,

her, scrutinizing her features with unapologetic intensity, down to the fine baby hairs at her hairline. Unable to resist, he

stirred, nuzzling closer

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, warm chest enveloping her

made Cicely furrow her brow, her consciousness slowly stirring before her eyes fluttered open. She moved slightly,

his grip and looked down at her, his voice low and husky.

moved under his gaze, and he responded with another kiss, this time on the tip

tinged with a coolness

of the night before. Even in a feverish state, he remembered his words. He’d be damned if he didn’t keep her right where she was – by his

hadn’t

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