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.

and he manipulated every sense,

…

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

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

than three years, was drained by

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

to sense her intent to push him away and pulled her closer into his embrace, burying his face

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

but Seth did not react this time. She got up from the bed, found a nightgown to slip

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

the sheets in the middle

Seth down, her face taut with effort as

fever, she managed to take a shower during a brief break. Seeing

stay awake any longer, she slipped under the covers and

*

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

What a pity.

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

the fork,

she came

servant blushed, “Last night, Mr. Diaz

thoughtfully. It shouldn’t have happened; the man had a high fever,

raised an eyebrow, a teasing smile on her lips.

by the question, the servant’s face turned even redder. “I… Mr. Diaz was kissing Miss Cicely in the living room

“Cough cough.”

girl had imagined a

But this…

he started right in the living

out, to her shock, she witnessed that intimate scene. Mr. Diaz was holding Miss Cicely, whispering affectionately, each word and action

and women. But paradoxically, when such a cool and elegant man became involved in those matters, the

…

that greeted him. He paused for a few seconds, the events of the previous night creeping back into his

of his arm, her eyebrows soft

with unapologetic intensity, down to the fine baby hairs at her

stirred, nuzzling closer into his chest

momentarily, 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, warm chest

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

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

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

head, her voice still groggy from sleep and tinged with a coolness that seemed to suit

in a feverish state, he remembered his words. He’d be damned if he didn’t

hadn’t

he let her decide now, she would surely send him away, probably never wanting to see him again, possibly even destroying the fragile truce they had managed to