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.

control was in his hands, and he manipulated every sense, satisfying his desires

…

had once before, but in the end, his head injury and

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

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

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

his embrace, burying his face in the crook of her

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

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

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

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

towel, wrung it out, and began to wipe Seth down, her face taut with effort as she bore her aching

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

slipped under the covers and

*

there was no one outside. She was surprised; she had thought he would stay out there, even though it

What a pity.

likely noticing her earlier action, added a

picked up the fork, paused abruptly. She looked up,

she came

servant blushed, “Last night, Mr. Diaz

man had a high fever, and he could barely stand. Even if

at the blushing servant, Lana raised an eyebrow, a teasing smile

the servant’s face turned even redder. “I… Mr. Diaz was kissing Miss

“Cough cough.”

had imagined a steamy

But this…

impatient that he started right in the

she witnessed that intimate scene. Mr. Diaz

image of him, was noble and aloof, seemingly unsuited for such intimate affairs between men and women. But paradoxically, when such a cool and

…

first, his eyes 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 and saw the woman nestled

delicate and beautiful face lay against the crook of his

unapologetic intensity, down to the fine baby hairs at her hairline. Unable to resist, he bent down and planted a gentle kiss

sleeping beauty stirred, nuzzling closer into

body pressing against his own, a sense of belonging that had been absent

tight embrace made Cicely furrow her brow, her consciousness slowly stirring before her eyes fluttered open. She moved slightly, trying to push him

down at her, his voice low and husky. “You

and he responded with another kiss, this time on

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

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

night hadn’t been her

let her decide now, she would surely send him away, probably never wanting to see him