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, satisfying his desires and

…

long as he had once before, but

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

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

his breath on her head felt scorching. She lay quietly for a

push him away and pulled her closer into his embrace, burying his face in the

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

from the bed, found a nightgown to

the bedside table after watching Seth for a moment, and then took a long time before bending

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

the towel, wrung it out, and began to wipe Seth down,

and checking on his fever, she managed to take a shower during a brief break. Seeing his

stay awake any longer, she slipped under the covers and drifted off

*

thought he would stay out there, even though

What a pity.

the door and went to have breakfast. The servant, likely noticing her earlier action, added a comment as breakfast was served. “Last night,

had just picked up the fork, paused abruptly. She looked up, “Who let him

came down last

blushed, “Last night, Mr. Diaz carried Miss

happened; the man had a high fever, and he could barely stand. Even if he could carry Cicely upstairs,

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

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

“Cough cough.”

girl had imagined a steamy romance

But this…

that he started right

witnessed that intimate scene. Mr.

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, the pheromones he exuded were surprisingly

…

events of the previous

lay against the crook of his arm, her eyebrows soft and feathery, slightly furrowed

holding his breath, watching her, scrutinizing her features with unapologetic intensity, down to the fine baby hairs at

beauty stirred, nuzzling closer

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 enveloping her

before her eyes fluttered open. She moved slightly, trying to push him

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

responded with another

from sleep and tinged

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 –

night hadn’t been her

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